Luyện nghe bài hát Dog Food

I stroll up the block, I go I wanna
I look like a baller, I like a owner
for the stars, shoot up the corner
Black Bel Air bottle, bust 'em a Corona
Nigga mean with the rock, blow in the lot
Heidi Klum and my neighbors, ciroc with Barack
Blonde bitch is the bomb, she I'm a threat
A nigga as Saddam, just build a house in Tibet
It's dog food nigga, know 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 down, you on some menacing shit
boots, black trench coat
Kept on all of my chains, cuz this 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 some shit up my
Got your bitch in the Lamborghini, she could breathe
I don't her name, I call her passenger seat
All I want is her brain, so fuck her masters
I ball I'm Maly, ball like I'm Wade, ball like I'm 'Bron
I like the filet
My exception is hoes, crabs outta Joes
I can one wish, murder all of my foes
Shades 10, my car half a mil
say I'm the man, shawty-lo know it real
We keep the in the back, keep them guns in the front
You just where we at, so you can come when you want
I my cut to the top, whether purple or not
My bitch look like Toni Braxton, you makin' me hot
the white in the pot, my future look bright
Did my in the dark, long as that paper look right
It's that dog food nigga, it's Al Poe top
I can jump off a jet, and go jump in the wok
If it's beef, beef, they can't sleep on me
My dressed like ninjas, [?] the rice on me
Life is a gamble, I'm so mean the dice
Head crack with the left, I'm trips with right
I'm in this bitch I'm on fire, bitch I'm on
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 dogs Bens, had it all week
I'm sippin' Bel AIr, I'm drown me
So fuck the rap game, they tried to me
I'm still mayne, it's Dade 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, stone jeans
Label the my, elaborate schemes
They say I'm a eclectic, because I 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