Luyện nghe bài hát Dog About It

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

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

I flauge in, he tellin' me some trippin'
Please let your lil' dog pay cat a visit
Fuck the O.G. and B.G. get busy
Make sure his days livin', cut to a

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

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

Now we come, we come, and dog we ain't playin'
bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
I'm a dog
And I'ma walk walk and talk that talk, nigga

Nigga I'm 'bout Sherm' smokin' and trigga
And leave my enemies dead and their blood soakin'
Don't doubt it, C.M.R so I shout it
Like navigation, I map it out, route it then be a dog

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

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

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

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

I hit the street, you I be thugged-the-fuck-out
When I beef, get bust at your house
All week, its drama, ya block like ghost
You want peace, too late the water started to boil now

I tried to 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 release nothin' but a plus rounds

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

act like Rambo, turn into Mack Soprano
Fill him of ammo, the blood gushin' 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
bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog,
We walks that and talks that talk, nigga

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

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