Luyện nghe bài hát Dog In Heat

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

Yo, yo
Beware of the dogs, off the
Fuck your whips at the club we piss in the parkin
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 knees
by the spare, she hungry I'll her fries
Cause I'ma, dog nigga, shot-call
My shotgun talk with a hall scripture
Applaud {*ahh*} bitch, shake ass
I getcha, drunk and high and duct tape ass fast
leave you on your daddy front lawn (ding dong)
with hair all fucked up, with one pump on
Get stomped on, I the money 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 for you? Nigga, write your check

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

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

You on the layin 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 some HEY ain't no other one
can shine on my life and make me wanna stay the
Mmmm mmmm.. cause you put butterflies on my
SLIDE, won't you slide

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

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