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

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

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

You on the block layin low, from the cops low
When you done let me know cause my love make you be WHOA
Ohhh.. ohhh.. cause I got yo' mind in the
SLIDE, take a ride
Baby come give me some HEY WODIE ain't no one
can shine on my life and make me stay the night
Mmmm mmmm.. cause you put butterflies on my
SLIDE, baby won't you

[Method
Yo yo I gangsta BOOGIE with my GANGSTA BITCH
Love it when the pussy talk back thanks to
All my (woof) playin the wall, get at these broads
You ain't got no-ass-at'all, we ain't wit y'all
I'm not smooth lovin, see me at Casbah thuggin
Hands where your Stove Top be
Never catch Tical hand-cuffin, I'm in your puffin
Smellin like that production
Cousin tried to tell me pussy come a dime a
And it come around I'll beat it down like percussion
Missy come and get me, I'm bout to 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
Brought the flavor, of
Puff puff type procedures
and this joint out your speakers

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