Luyện nghe bài hát Cats And Dogs

1
Uhuh, I need a bitch
N*gga I lyin, Im talkin when I fuck
She scream you need
No domestic (violence)
domestic diamonds
So ice you out
So you slidin down the pole
your Magic City thing
Yo and wrist glow
Im dreamin, she ain't a stripper, she a girl
Goin off that Patron, she my nasty
First name, Rachael, name Jones
You related to Nas, girls, my second home
You know... we can it up
Weekend in Cannes, we comin to America
...She love that Gucci, been to ATL
But she love that
Brrr! She taught me how to cage
And I taught her how to cook
And I it on her back
Now me where they do that

2
I put her on a
She she better stay down
Ride and die like my
Man bitch will never break down
She my baby, you should see her bust a tre pound
Love Roc-A-Fella so much, she even call me Jay now
She my weedman, like she my wingman
Then we get high, play Tiger Woods on that damn
Love is for a season, 365
And the game Cats and Dogs, your bitch by your side
Got a hardtop Lambo, when the start to pour
Not the rain outside, talkin the rain
Her girlfriend told her, that I was with a stripper
Told her I was courtside, the wack ass Clippers
Bitch please! Im a Laker fan and Kobe thats my
Keep my grass cut so I can see when the snake her
Shit, came out of no where like and Lamar
got a n*gga thinkin maybe Im.

3
I let her the Range on our first date
She the first one to put me on that Drake
"I wanna be successful baby"
you out the Hudson jeans and redress you baby
We can walk down Rodaeo, turn around, you on
Fly to New in the winter and try on some Timbos
Or we can hit South Beach, fuck with Ross and
The world is cherry pond, and we can slice it up like
You cook the rock, I break it
I wrap it up, you weigh pounds
I the car, you start the car
We can drive it out of
Im your nigga right? And you my (Yea.)
Even if they me up, she gon get them brakes there
And when we get tired, we hit the truck and sit there
And zip my and she gon put her lips there
The memoirs of a perfect
You hold them down even if its.