Luyện nghe bài hát Still A G Thang

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

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

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

Top dollar with the gold 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 Where ya been and what it look like?
My trump tight especially when it bump like

DPG's gettin' crazy
And No Limit is the label that me
Ridin' 'round town game down like Goldie
And I what my momma showed me

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

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

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

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

I'm straight to the LB
it, that's what they tell me
Sell me everythang except bullshit
And when it's time for the nigga pull quick

'Cause nothin' butter but us
And nigga get wet up for fuckin' with my cheddar
It's cold outside, grab ya sweater
And that bad you fuckin' with
she get ya set up

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

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

Boy, you done, put all ya trust in hoe
ya see what happened to the President Niggaro?
Livin' in a tight house, big as the White
You around and stuck ya dick
In that white mouth

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

Man way cold with his game
his muthafuckin' name? Who? Huh!
I'm the capital S, fuck with stress
N O P D O, muthafuckin' double G

Coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Alphonz
Count money like police try to chase me
try to replace me but you can't
I'm ridin' in a tank, I'm blowin' hella

So whether ridin' in ya or blowin' on some doe doe
Spread the word and take the fo'
The Last Don done up with the muthafuckin'
King of the with the most here's a toast

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

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

of Rap-A-Lot, we like to jack a lot
Gimme ya got, let me get that up out ya, nigga
I got ya somethin' for the summertime it's hot
And got the posted up in the parkin' lot

And guess what, they the
Nigga with the nuts
A nigga who give a fuck
See, niggas me, all we see is
Money, power moves, and a a week

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

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

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

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

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