Luyện nghe bài hát The Dugout

'ello, I would like to
Some people da bootcamp
top dawg, louieville, yaknahmsayin?
..
Whattup all you at boot camp,

Yo I got them new o.g.c. and whatnot
It's madd, bangin kid
Yo uhh I just, givin a call
To tell y'all how dope all are
You like, one of my favorite
The whole boot camp clik is
Ya know, just da bomb,
..

Is a caller out there? "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"

Thanks for just makin all bangin
Music for me to to, give me "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Somethin to do and thanks for
Not all commercialized "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"

Right, thank you very
Thank you much
We keep the good shit comin "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Uh-huh,

Chorus: buckshot and

Louie louie, ohh, ohh "l-o-u, slugga"
You let em know
let em know "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
(repeat 2x)

Batter's up! slugga, clap wit originoo gun wun
wondah, d.o.'s on guard
I brothers talk about burners, you know them
Had gat happy, to slap 'pon the streets like ? i heat papi?
But peep it, you watch men, get stuffed stockings
And wishes, true two snatch away his
No hustle, no game, damn shit do
For instance, let this paint the page
Three men fall, three from withdrawal
Three hit the top, get stuck, but can't no more
Three like your eye of da storm
Cruise above and beyond, brother grab buns
No fun because on

"l-o-u, slugga", "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
"comin for you, so
Run.. run.. run for cover"

Uh-huh, uh-huh
In the outfield playin, here we go,
Street exam on my adjacent (gotcha)
Math, science,
All you motherfuckers claimin that strictly biz-ness
On your behalf, I'll shape your
deuce-deuce you call boots there'll be no tails/tales
Just beginning, to all thy foes trembling
Remem-bring, ain't a damn giving
To this clik, so, fucks get off it
Wasting with rhymes about garments
You dead, be no war be nuff said
Jet, baby bro you gwan have to a leg
You see, weak-ass close as you stand
the type of shit that make you niggaz say, "damn!"
Think, with 3-d, ready to broke in species?
I feed you your own feces
The battle, originoo gunn clap two fools
My motherfuckin crew will not you
I drop lines to minds
But then recite mines when given the time
I put the mood in groove, you be like
he's smooth I like that dude,' correction --
No disrespectin the God why your heads bob
In the dick lick motion, I move here waves
Way back into the ocean, huss bust it off like
To the originoo gunn two

Who dose of this, you'll be our guests left motionless
Para', I see you shakin in shadow
You caught up, from our come up, dumb-faceted
Goin for the gold, cause here, it ain't playin

(substitute "so motherfuckers run for cover" for scratches)

"so motherfuckers run for cover" *cut and scratch to