Luyện nghe bài hát Dog In Heat

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

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

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' love to and in ya
SLIDE, wanna a ride
you with me oh so right, tell them boys not tonight
Say you chillin bitch and this is one y'don't wanna miss
Uhh uhh.. cause this love right here is on (fire)
SLIDE, take a ride

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

You on the block layin low, from the cops low
When you done let me know my love make you be like WHOA
Ohhh.. ohhh.. cause I got yo' mind in the
SLIDE, let's a ride
Baby come give me some HEY WODIE no other one
can shine on my life and make me stay the night
Mmmm mmmm.. cause you put butterflies on my
SLIDE, baby you slide

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

I'm take you high to the top
and let your not reject me babe
I'm gonna make you love me
I'm gonna make you scream stop
But you must first respect his
You must this lady