Luyện nghe bài hát Dog Catchers

Yeah, bitch!

You's a glorified snitch, a nuclear mullet,
I got the name "DOG", on my bullets,
You wife looks "The Wrestler", with fat fake pumpkins,
She like the type that like to give you a blumpkin,
kids are on meth and you got crank breath,
I wish come for me, Id introduce you to The Death (Pop!)
Fuck damn lecture, Im the Dog catcher,
to the D, Ill bet you leave on a stretcher,

Bigot hoe, fool, paedophile namin,
Rollin in a V, and late on the payment,
drunk fucks for twenty five bucks,
Wearing night time t-shirt cuts,
Sucks to be you, a Rambo with no gun,
Not even a stun one, not in the run,
From yellin no dont, to dead by the road,
Youd best go home and score a bong full of dope!

Man, fuck your advice, who wanna Stale!
To a fuckin bigot snitch on way to jail,
I heard you got arrested and in Mexico,
The way your blonde wig flow, they did you a hoe,
Who would be surprised if your wife had a
Not me!, I half way that shit!
Just the way you like it, hairstyle,
Dog the bigot bitch, dead on 8 mile,

Get a job at Walmart, hall guard,
You can have more jurisdiction, and act as a hard,
Quit chasing jumpers, jay walkers and drunks,
Before you get your blown off, into skull chunks,
You aint a cop, yous a flop, get the off my block!
Youre a racist, you can fucking off my cock,
Bounty hunter, you bust me?, Ill bet ya,
Quit directing fucker, mad hoe

I the Dog catcher!