Luyện nghe bài hát Dog About It

Look here my nigga, it's for own motherfuckin' good
You wanna keep your bling, stay out my neck of the
If you a stranger, anywhere in my hood
How you get left, the only thing can say is "Ughh"

I been for reignin' choppers, bluka-bluka
Been stankin' blockers and duckin' coppers
Got a holla, from my nigga Mack
An told me to meet him at LA X and its 'bout some

I flauge in, he tellin' me some busta
Please let your lil' dog pay this cat a
wit' the O.G. and B.G. get busy
Make his days livin', cut to a minimum

I speak shit 'cause I mean it my nigga
I creep and where I catch ya, is where I ya my nigga
A lot of niggas don't it, and talk about it
But nigga B.G. gon' be dog about it

Now when we come, we come, and dog we ain't
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka,
We a dog
We walks that and talk that talk, nigga

Now when we come, we come, and dog we playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka,
I'm a dog
And walk that walk and talk that talk, nigga

Nigga I'm Sherm' smokin' and trigga chokin'
And leave my enemies dead and their fuckin' blood
doubt it, it's C.M.R so I shout it
Like navigation, I map it out, it then be a dog about

I lay low, jack you for every dollar and
That's all Hoo-Bang did, homies above, everything else I
Say B.G., you need a hundred stack from
You'll need 20 jugs of water a whole gang of crack

But firsts things first, find him, em wit the tool
make his blood ooze until there's no more to lose
Murder, murder's a must, take the stairway to
And if you wit' Mack, then it's a 187

So if you do me, I'll do you
But when I do you, I want your whole fuckin'
So fill the church up and get the you recite of
I'm a straight dog about it a Westside rider

Now when we come, we come, and dog we ain't
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka,
We a dog,
We that walk and talks that talk, nigga

Now we come, we come, and dog we ain't playin'
bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We dogs, nigga
We walks that and talks that talk, nigga

I hit the street, you know I be
When I beef, slugs get bust at house
All week, its drama, ya block like town
You peace, it's too late the water started to boil now

I to tell ya when you was buckin', "Settle down"
I to tell ya that, "Lil' B.G. is ghettoed down"
I to tell ya that, "Niggas raw from Uptown"
And nothin' but a hundred plus rounds

Hold up B.G. blood, check it, I know homie
And this punk we thought was a nigga is a motherfuckin' phony
Big Stunter Corlone gave the word and now on
Said he wanted a close casket, 'em in his dome

Then act like Rambo, turn into Soprano
Fill him full of ammo, the blood from his flannel
Fluka-flames wit' nothing but aims
Chicken heart plucking out a Chevy, ain't a thang changed

When we in beef, we come, and dog we ain't
It's bluka, boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog,
We walks that walk and talks talk, nigga

When we come, we come, dog we ain't
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka,
We some dogs,
We walks that walk and that talk, nigga

When we come, we come, dog we ain't
It's bluka, boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog,
We some hogs, nigga,