Luyện nghe bài hát Dog In Heat

Gimme funk, mmm..
Funk, mmm.. yo that
Funk.. nuff that
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 broad ain't fuckin she need to ride (beat it)
She can crawl in the trunk with her inside
by the spare, she hungry I'll feed her
Cause I'ma, dog nigga, shot-call
My shotgun talk with a hall scripture
Applaud {*ahh*} bitch, that ass
I getcha, and high and duct tape that ass fast
Then leave you on daddy front lawn (ding dong)
with hair all fucked up, with one pump on
Get on, I take the money and run
I'm a dog, shit I fuck in front of your son
If you got Missy and Meth
want me to spit the hot shit for you? Nigga, write your

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

[Chorus: 2X]
I love it boy when you play song
wrong, you know this record be turnin me on
You keep me like a dog in heat
Hey wodie put it down make me for weeks

You on the block low, from the cops 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 come give me HEY WODIE ain't no other one
can on my life and make me wanna stay the night
Mmmm mmmm.. you put butterflies on my stomach
SLIDE, baby you slide

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

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