Luyện nghe bài hát Dog It

DPS forever hit ya' with the live
Suliman the Bronx Ripper on the live
V Love, that's my like dominoes
do keep it rocking till the sun shows
I pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk my
I pop my junk my junk, Pop my junk my
I pop my junk my junk, what you want you want
Pop my my junk, I pop my junk
The noise we made is blue, in color sound
that play my crew couldn't walk the new found
I the new sound
I bop Teddy Charles was burning
when I excurse on
Arriving at the doors of mind of seas
Burnt you degrees solarly
Plus my jacket go acid disappear in the wisp
In the mist, with a
Proletariat, Cad-i-lac it
Fro soul gold crew grab our poppers
Now, I'm making
Still saying wa ah ah lakum
Fresh joints we make 'em water
Butter rap at my leisure whatever whatever
So I gave my mind a pound cause y'all we had it
We the blessed and represent the rest
in my pockets I release my hot rockets
K.B. said "What you 'em?" I was like "Mad rhythm."
That's my

Eric ???? always me with the live stuff
Bahamadia the sounds with the love love
T.J. and real peoples 89 and still
In Fort Green on back is where I'm at
Feelin' da funk da that's in the trunk the trunk
I feel the funk da funk, feelin' the funk da
I'm feelin' funk da I'm in the trunk da trunk
Feelin' da da funk, I am the funk
I raise for the mass
Tote my fist right up right against the
to my borough digs my diction
It's way on ????
So watch fifth still shining
I'm left year a ???? player
In my vein bell hooks Derrick Bell, Reggie Butler
See Marvin knew it, and Sly it
Cube it and now we do it outta Brooklyn
Outta sight brown ???? in M.C.s with angles
Commit to corners where players be jayin
I'm a Digable swinger
Word to mouth brought the clout 'specially in the
We vanish vapor
paper
We deal real-real so
We in the funk

Yes Yes, bus what's (Watts) up
On the side
Low down the whole mix and I 63
Jay be and M.C. blue great
Do it keep it real and straight

We make it bump de bump, we make it bump se
We make it se pump, we make it bump

your corny missions for the tracks you lying on
We got ammunition for the we dying on

Stones, rocks, subways, blocks, mode

fold
Rebel wit no pause to die for cause be-cause
gotta see a fatter day

It's I'm looking at the streets as my Nikes
Cover asphalt the night

My weight crush trash broken
Play the wall one foot up
"Yo up Ish?", "What's up."

The flyer we get the we get
try-ers

Is good die-ers that it so I
We showed and we

groove food

What's on
You want to see born, see see Knowledge Born
we fall victim we lick 'em
I ain't

me at the corner Murder and Adolpha
I bless you with some joints, the mental hollow
We do it in the park, we do it in the

That's right, that's
We do it in the park, we do it in the

I'm fluent dark, in any sit-e-ation

My tools, jewels, the

how we bump