Luyện nghe bài hát Dog About It

Look my nigga, it's 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 only thing can say is "Ughh"

I been for reignin' choppers, bluka-bluka
Been stankin' blockers and duckin' coppers
Got a holla, my nigga Mack 10-sion
An told me to him at LA X and its 'bout some business

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

I this shit 'cause I mean it my nigga
I and where I catch ya, is where I leave ya my nigga
A lot of don't walk it, and talk about it
But this nigga B.G. 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 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 walk that walk and talk that talk,

I'm 'bout Sherm' smokin' and trigga chokin'
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 be a dog about

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

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

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

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, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka,
We some dogs,
We walks that walk and talks talk, nigga

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

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

Hold up B.G. blood, check it, I gotta know
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, chigga-chop 'em in his

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

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

When we come, we come, dog we playin'
bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
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 some hogs, nigga,