Luyện nghe bài hát Snoop Dogg- "Pump Pump"

Verse

Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump, Pump Pump
Pump
Let the of your body be the key, 'cause we
be the motherfuckin G family
Now, I'll play the G in this game
Snoop Dogg is the name Pound's the game
If it ain't one it's a motherfuckin nother
to my granny and my daddy, and my mother
Whether on the corner, or bouncin in the six-deuce
I was locked up, I couldn't wait to get loose
'cause back in the days, on the side where at
A nigga had to have a fat
And I was a fool, don't make me to grab my strap and go
rat-tat-tat-tat, nigga slap to a face he fall
none of y'all niggaz see the Doggy Dogg
'cause I'm one rude bwoy comin with the
So shut the fuck up, and listen I'm kickin this
(repeat 2X)
Blam blam, to dem all
to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg (pump pump)
Verse Two:

Now you can to the Sun, and spot the moon
And see Doggy Dogg step into the room
With the G funk, he funk, she funk, we
Follow me, follow me, to the words that a nigga...
I come with the wickedness
One rude bwoy comin the darkness (blam!)
Close your 'cause you can't see me
I quit school cause of recess you B.G.
I'm shakin up the party, like Lodi
Is he the dopest? Ya betta ask
When, then, send, gin
And a pack of zig zags now let the begin
In
I'm fuckin up nigga known in the indistry
this out, it's a Dogg Pound thang
You know who I am you know my name, who am I?
(The S-N-Double-O-P) nickname (Silky Smell) name (D-O-double-G)
The and the flavor that I found
Makes me wanna hit that ass up with the Pound

Verse Malik

Now just up, don't act up, I pack up much heat
Any battle I'm in, I win, I can't be
Don't sleep while I peep out my technique
I forgot, I'm out of so you can't see the
MC of the year, you and you fear
i got somethin for them in the front and the rear
I the sides, did a driveby in the who-ride
I'm satisfied now is really alright
You know when I come I come wicked
Don't no permisison, motherfucker I'ma kick it
Niggaz sweat my I wet em up with the biscuit
Lick em up shot, it stop, till dem all drop
Make up your mind, go pop or rocks
stop, rottin on the next niggaz jock
I'm strapped my glock on your block
And ready to let loose on the first imitator I spot