Luyện nghe bài hát Still A G Thang

Top dollar with the gold flea
Dippin' in my Impala
(DPG)

Top dollar with the gold collar
in my blue Impala
(DPG)

Top dollar with the gold flea
Dippin' in my Impala
(DPG)

Top dollar the gold flea collar
Dippin' in my Impala
(DPG)

It's 4 and to the 5 and to the 6 and to the 7
I once was told that all go to Heaven
Well, how ya been? ya been and what it look like?
My game trump especially when it bump like

Four DPG's crazy
And No is the label that pays me
Ridin' 'round layin' game down like Goldie
And I remember my momma showed me

Told me game recognize
And stay true to ya do and don't be ashamed
I got all my game from her sometimes I to wonder
How I keep from under, I'm a bad muthafucka

I fall to my knees, God before I do my thang
I know why, I love to gang bang
See life ain't but a twist anyway, bitch, anyway
You can say you wanna say

don't get in my way 'cause I'm a mean old
Fiend know, C and P know, see loc'
We make for the thugs and the bangers
And the bitches, fuck R&B singers

She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' low
In a rag Sixty-four
Hit it down the street, way
Bangin' that shit nigga like Al Green

I'm straight to the LB
Forget it, that's what they me
Sell me everythang some bullshit
And it's time for the gunfight nigga pull quick

ain't nothin' butter but us
And nigga you'll get wet up for with my cheddar
It's cold outside, grab ya sweater
And that bad you fuckin' with
she get ya set up

Top dollar the gold flea collar
Dippin' in my blue
(DPG)

Top dollar with the flea collar
in my blue Impala
(DPG)

Boy, you done, put all ya in that hoe
Didn't ya see what happened to the President
Livin' in a tight house, big as the House
You fucked and stuck ya dick
In white bitch mouth

What you talkin' 'bout? Fool, I'm dirty like the
And to be real, I feel how I'm comin' out
Back on the hoe stroll, pimp patrol
Put ya cuffs on ya, girl, let her off parole

Man nigga way cold his game
his muthafuckin' name? Who? Huh!
I'm the capital S, don't fuck stress
N O P D O, muthafuckin' double G

Coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Capone
Count money like Basie try to chase me
Niggas try to me but you can't
I'm in a tank, I'm blowin' hella dank

So ridin' in ya lo-lo or blowin' on some doe doe
Spread the word and the fo' door
The Don done hooked up with the muthafuckin'
King of the coast the most here's a toast

With Snoop is the representer
Through the niggas and G's through the
Through the Calio projects, Brooklyn to
Chi-town woe now, the Pound in the house

Every we touch down right next to my hometown
D-town, Eastside St.
Spokane, get ya money, man,
Little Rock, right next to Houston,

Home of Rap-A-Lot, we to jack a lot
Gimme what ya got, let me get up out ya, nigga
I got ya somethin' for the while it's hot
And got the bitches up in the parkin' lot

And guess what, they the
Nigga with the biggest
A nigga who don't give a
See, like me, all we see is
Money, power moves, and a a week

And last but not least my BOZ
Much love from the N.O, my nigga, feel me, oh,
And my little cousin DAZ, forever,
DPGC, oh, yeah, and Dr. DRE [Incomprehensible]

You where I'm at? Holla at me
Get at me holla at me nigga holla at a that's real
Y'all niggas know happenin'
It's still a thang, it's a G thang

Top with the gold flea collar
Dippin' in my Impala
(DPG)

Top dollar with the gold collar
Dippin' in my blue
(DPG)

Top dollar with the flea collar
in my blue Impala
(DPG)
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