Luyện nghe bài hát Dog Food

I up the block, I go where I wanna
I look a baller, I talk like a owner
for the stars, shoot up the corner
Black Bel Air bottle, bust 'em a Corona
Nigga mean the rock, blow trout in the lot
Heidi Klum and my neighbors, sippin' ciroc Barack
bitch is the bomb, she know I'm a threat
A nigga rich as Saddam, just a house in Tibet
It's that dog food nigga, I'm killin' the bitch
It's that Al Post talk, you kibbles and bits
talkin' fed time now, they send us in quick
You in bed tied down, you on some menacing 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, walk the city of dope
Got a few watches, I keep some up my sleeve
Got your in the Lamborghini, she barley could breathe
I don't her name, I call her passenger seat
All I is her brain, so fuck her masters degree
I ball like I'm Maly, ball like I'm Wade, ball I'm 'Bron
I like the filet
My exception is hoes, stone crabs outta
I can make one wish, murder all of my
cost 10, my car half a mil
They say I'm the man, shawty-lo it real
We the cash in the back, keep them guns in the front
You know just where we at, so you can come you want
I fill my cut to the top, purple or not
My bitch look like Braxton, from you makin' me hot
Throw the white in the pot, my future bright
Did my wrongs in the dark, as that paper look right
It's that dog food nigga, 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 dogs dressed like ninjas, [?] the on me
Life is a gamble, I'm so mean with the
Head crack the left, I'm hitting trips with right
I'm in this bitch I'm on fire, bitch I'm on
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, been had it all
I'm sippin' Bel AIr, I'm tryna me
So the rap game, they tried to down me
I'm still strapped mayne, it's county
If you a fuck boy, stay the fuck from me
If you a fuck boy, the fuck from 'round me
Stones in my pocket, washed jeans
the Mastermind my, elaborate schemes
They say I'm a eclectic, because I prefect it
Take 200 just the "huh" on your record
the dog food, I let my dogs eat
I got 50Ms, I'm talkin' straight
50Ms, I'm talkin' cheese