Luyện nghe bài hát Dog In Heat

Gimme funk, mmm..
Funk, mmm.. yo gimme
Funk.. sho' nuff
Funk..

Yo, yo
Beware of the dogs, off the
Fuck your whips at the we piss in the parkin lanes
Blow it up ten so you see it wide
If your ain't fuckin she don't need to ride (beat it)
She can crawl in the with her knees inside
by the spare, she hungry I'll her fries
I'ma, dog nigga, shot-call nigga
My shotgun talk with a lecture scripture
Applaud {*ahh*} bitch, shake ass
I getcha, drunk and high and duct that ass fast
Then leave you on your front lawn (ding dong)
with your hair all fucked up, with one on
Get on, I take the money and run
I'm a dog, shit I right in front of your son
If you ain't got Missy and
want me to the hot shit for you? Nigga, write your check

When you come home from work, I'm gon' make you do more
Pour wine in the cup, sip sippin on sizz-urp
Ohhh.. ohhh.. now we gon' make to and in ya
SLIDE, wanna take a
When you me oh so right, tell them boys not tonight
Say you chillin witcho bitch and this is one wanna miss
Uhh uhh.. cause this right here is on fire (fire)
SLIDE, wanna a ride

repeat 2X]
I love it boy when you this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be me on
You keep me growlin like a dog in
Hey put it down make me sleep for weeks

You on the block layin low, from the layin low
When you done let me know cause my love make you be like
Ohhh.. ohhh.. cause I got yo' in the trenches
SLIDE, let's a ride
Baby give me some HEY WODIE ain't no other one
can shine on my life and make me wanna stay the
mmmm.. cause you put butterflies on my stomach
SLIDE, baby you slide

[Method
Yo yo I wanna gangsta BOOGIE my GANGSTA BITCH
it when the pussy talk back thanks to dick
All my (woof) playin the wall, get at these broads
You ain't got no-ass-at'all, we ain't fuckin wit
I'm not smooth lovin, see me at Casbah thuggin
Hands where your Top be stuffin
Never catch hand-cuffin, I'm in your party puffin
Smellin like Wu-Tang production
Cousin to tell me pussy come a dime a dozen
And when it come around I'll it down like percussion
Missy come and get me, I'm to call Doc
We can all meet up at Peanut's, I heard it was the
Somebody roll the weed up, the car lighter, kick your feet up
Night, who got the Fever?
Brought the flavor, of
Puff give type procedures
and this joint out your speakers

I'm gonna you high to the top
and let your body not me babe
I'm gonna make you really me
I'm gonna make you don't stop
But you first respect his lady
You respect this lady