Luyện nghe bài hát Dog About It

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I to tell ya when you was buckin', "Settle down"
I tried to tell ya that, "Lil' B.G. is 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 know homie
And this punk we thought was a real nigga is a phony
Big Stunter Corlone gave the word and now on
Said he wanted a close casket, 'em in his dome

act like Rambo, turn into Mack Soprano
Fill him full of ammo, the blood from his flannel
Fluka-flames nothing but red-dot aims
Chicken heart plucking out a Chevy, a damn thang changed

When we in beef, we come, and dog we playin'
It's bluka, boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog,
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 some dogs,
We walks that walk and that talk, nigga

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