Luyện nghe bài hát Dog Food

I stroll up the block, I go where I
I look like a baller, I like a owner
Shoot for the stars, shoot up the
Black Bel Air bottle, bust 'em like a
mean with the rock, blow trout in the lot
Heidi Klum and my neighbors, sippin' ciroc with
Blonde bitch is the bomb, she know I'm a
A nigga rich as Saddam, just build a house in
It's dog food nigga, know I'm killin' the bitch
It's that Al Post talk, you getting kibbles and
They talkin' fed time now, they send us in
You in bed tied down, you on some menacing shit
Timberland boots, trench coat
Kept on all of my chains, cuz game cutthroat
Niggas wanna be weasels, they put in the yoke
Snatch you at Joey Veezzle, walk through the of dope
Got a few watches, I keep shit up my sleeve
Got your in the Lamborghini, she barley could breathe
I don't know her name, I call her seat
All I is her brain, so fuck her masters degree
I like I'm Maly, ball like I'm Wade, ball like I'm 'Bron
I the lobster filet
My is hoes, stone crabs outta Joes
I can one wish, murder all of my foes
cost 10, my car half a mil
They say I'm the man, shawty-lo it real
We keep the cash in the back, keep them guns in the
You know just where we at, so you can come you want
I fill my cut to the top, whether or not
My bitch look like Toni Braxton, from you me hot
Throw the white in the pot, my look bright
Did my wrongs in the dark, as that paper look right
It's that dog nigga, it's that Al Poe top
I can jump off a jet, and go straight in the wok
If it's beef, it's beef, they sleep on me
My dogs dressed ninjas, [?] the rice on me
Life is a gamble, I'm so with the dice
Head crack with the left, I'm hitting with right
I'm in this I'm on fire, bitch I'm on fire
I'm in this 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 dogs Bens, had it all week
I'm sippin' Bel AIr, I'm tryna me
So fuck the rap game, tried to down me
I'm still strapped mayne, Dade county
If you a boy, stay the fuck from 'round me
If you a fuck boy, stay the fuck 'round me
Stones in my pocket, stone jeans
Label the my, elaborate schemes
say I'm a eclectic, because I gotta prefect it
Take 200 racks the "huh" on your record
the dog food, I let my dogs eat
I got 50Ms, I'm talkin' cheese
50Ms, I'm talkin' straight