Luyện nghe bài hát Dog Food

I stroll up the block, I go where I
I look like a baller, I like a owner
for the stars, shoot up the corner
Black Bel Air bottle, 'em like a Corona
Nigga with the rock, blow trout in the lot
Heidi and my neighbors, sippin' ciroc with Barack
Blonde is the bomb, she know I'm a threat
A nigga rich as Saddam, build a house in Tibet
It's that dog food nigga, I'm killin' the bitch
It's that Al Post talk, you getting kibbles and
They talkin' fed now, they send us in quick
You in your bed tied down, you on some shit
Timberland boots, black trench
on all of my chains, cuz this game cutthroat
Niggas be weasels, till they put in the yoke
Snatch you at Joey Veezzle, through the city of dope
Got a few watches, I some shit up my sleeve
Got your bitch in the Lamborghini, she barley breathe
I don't know her name, I her passenger seat
All I want is her brain, so fuck her masters
I ball like I'm Maly, ball I'm Wade, ball like I'm 'Bron
I the lobster filet
My exception is hoes, stone crabs outta
I can one wish, murder all of my foes
Shades 10, my car half a mil
They say I'm the man, shawty-lo know it
We keep the cash in the back, them guns in the front
You know just where we at, so you can when you want
I fill my cut to the top, whether or not
My bitch like Toni Braxton, from you makin' me hot
Throw the white in the pot, my look bright
Did my wrongs in the dark, long as paper look right
It's dog food nigga, it's that Al Poe top
I can off a jet, and go jump straight in the wok
If it's beef, it's beef, they can't on me
My dressed like ninjas, [?] the rice on me
Life is a gamble, I'm so with the dice
Head crack with the left, I'm trips with right
I'm in bitch I'm on fire, bitch I'm on fire
I'm in bitch I'm on fire, bitch I'm on fire
It's the dog food, let my eat
No, she a dog, bitch, I let my dog
I'm in my Bens, been had it all week
I'm Bel AIr, I'm tryna drown me
So fuck the rap game, tried to down me
I'm still strapped mayne, it's county
If you a fuck boy, stay the fuck 'round me
If you a fuck boy, stay the fuck from me
Stones in my pocket, stone washed
Label the Mastermind my, elaborate
They say I'm a eclectic, because I prefect it
Take 200 racks just the "huh" on record
the dog food, I let my dogs eat
I got 50Ms, I'm talkin' cheese
50Ms, I'm talkin' cheese