Luyện nghe bài hát White Boyz

[snoop
Yeah wassup my
I'm sittin here chillin my nigga kurupt and we sayin
I mean it no hard motherfuckin whiteboys in the rap game dog
You no disrespect (that's right)
That nigga slim shady is tight a muh'fucka though (yeah that's true)
But we want a nigga to with some gangsta shit
You me?

I went rags to riches, to hittin these hoes and switches
Duckin snitches, and these hungry bitches
So you want a dollar? well baby I holla
You ain't shit, from the break a bitch scowlin scowlin
Not even a penny, homegirl you ain't any
Oh by the way... you're too fuckin
Why don't you go weep, and wash stankin ass feet
While my vogues burn, up and the street
Eatin steak and shrimp, got my on a blimp
Walk with a limp, I'm a motherfuckin pimp
My diamonds is blindin yeah candy out shinin
Got yo' chasin me, while yo' old lady two-timin
Whether you in buckets, or roll in a benz
yo' eyes on yo' enemies, seperate yo' foes from yo' friends
Fuckin models, alize by the bottles
Eleven ? ? , and my hand's on the throttle

Chorus: snoop dogg (paraphrasing ase "jeep ass niguh") 2x

White boy, white boy, turn that shit
You know america ain't ready for the sound
dem white boyz.. (white boyz) white boyz.. (white boyz)
White boyz.. (white boyz) boyz.. (white boyz)

dogg]
I'm high 'n a motherfucker, perv on the
Fuckin with white boy, slangin my herb
D.p.g. to the young 'cause
My homeboy ricky said, "show me love!"
He got the club with this named t-bo
the dirty south, gold's in his mouth, my peoples
All of my homies the l.b.c.
All my homies who smoke with me
me bud on the weekdays cause
This shit's for y'all, from me and my
If you know you do know t-bo my new dog
Fuck what you goin through, we bout to fuck it up

Chorus: t-bo first line with snoop (1x only)

You know who I wanna be, that boy, that everybody talk about
The one that's tearin up shows, fuckin hoes, representin the south
Eyes bare-ly open, laid back in the tokin
Them hoes talkin bout ridin with me and snoop the bitches must be
Toke smoke, up the block and glock stay cocked so you get busted
And my city's hotter than a corner full of
Twelve slappin, trunk rattlin, and you yappin we in a gun battle
you talkin the talk, we walkin the walk
So stay in yo' house when dark
We and we bite, ? ?
Knuckle up in the club to push and til everybody starts to fightin
You might think the shit's funny, but fool we actin
You bout that yappin? we that action and scratchin
Playin for keeps, screamin take it to the
down, with them soles on my feet
And up in the club, thugs push and they
And you know who's a killer, so you betta watch who you mug

[snoop
get your mind right, get your mind right
Bitch get mind right, get your mind right
Yeah, boyz up in the motherfucker
My t-bo!

[snoop
that shit funky dog
That's I'm talkin bout
My t-bo, dirty south all up in this bitch
(we no limit soldiers, we no soldiers)
Yeah, dogghouse
wreckin, bow wow
(white white white white boyz)
That's how we it for the nine-nine
White boyz, we fuckin with whiteboys in ninety-nine
Cause fuckin with us
a game of death