Luyện nghe bài hát Dog Food

I stroll up the block, I go where I
I look like a baller, I talk like a
Shoot for the stars, shoot up the
Black Bel Air bottle, bust 'em like a
Nigga mean with the rock, trout in the lot
Heidi and my neighbors, sippin' ciroc with Barack
bitch is the bomb, she know I'm a threat
A nigga as Saddam, just build a house in Tibet
It's that dog food nigga, I'm killin' the bitch
It's that Al talk, you getting kibbles and bits
They fed time now, they send us in quick
You in your bed down, you on some menacing shit
Timberland boots, black coat
on all of my chains, cuz this game cutthroat
Niggas be weasels, till they put in the yoke
Snatch you at Joey Veezzle, walk through the of dope
Got a few watches, I some shit up my sleeve
Got your in the Lamborghini, she barley could breathe
I don't know her name, I her passenger seat
All I is her brain, so fuck her masters degree
I ball like I'm Maly, ball like I'm Wade, like I'm 'Bron
I the lobster filet
My exception is hoes, stone crabs Joes
I can make one wish, all of my foes
Shades 10, my car half a mil
They say I'm the man, know it real
We keep the cash in the back, keep guns in the front
You just where we at, so you can come when you want
I fill my cut to the top, whether or not
My bitch look like Toni Braxton, from you me hot
the white in the pot, my future look bright
Did my wrongs in the dark, as that paper look right
It's dog food nigga, it's that Al Poe top
I can jump off a jet, and go jump in the wok
If it's beef, it's beef, they sleep on me
My dressed like ninjas, [?] the rice on me
is a gamble, I'm so mean with the dice
Head crack the left, I'm hitting trips with right
I'm in this bitch I'm on fire, I'm on fire
I'm in this bitch I'm on fire, 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 sippin' Bel AIr, I'm tryna me
So the rap game, they tried to down 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 washed
Label the Mastermind my, schemes
say I'm a eclectic, because I gotta prefect it
Take 200 racks just the "huh" on your
It's the dog food, I let my eat
I got 50Ms, I'm straight cheese
50Ms, I'm straight cheese