Luyện nghe bài hát Dog Shit

Dog shit, I you not
You that larceny, danger or harm around me
Dog shit, to me good
We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime

1 - Havoc]
I'm the epitome slimeball, up out my eyesight
F-ck is on your brain dog shit, I'm not the type
Die I let a n-gga play me, like I'm baby shit
Dog shit, you def dumb or blind, I'm the
Most Infamous outta NY, jealous of my shine, the truth is in your
You wanna be down, I might you to work for me
The keywords: "work for me", I put ass in surgery
Ever outta line, forget who boat you ride
who train you ride
Forget who you fly
Read the name on it, Mobb
P and Hav' run this, employees get fire with some gun fire if it for it
A thousand n-ggas couldn't stop me once I get to
You can have a of millions, still wouldn't hold me back
Still be leathal as Bun B the Mac
fact...

Dog shit, I you not
You bring that larceny, danger or harm me
Dog shit, to me good
We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel hood

2 - Prodigy]
Once we get it goings team over them
Drunk off the drama, no way you can sober them
F-ck outta here, you outta so
Slugs leave a n-gga like a coke sniff
You nah music, got these n-ggas into dope
No intervention get them off the OD
Grand goon, all my fans, you loyal
Dedicated in the cut, weeks for you
And when they discover you
They gon need a dental record, you've been a month or two
Post mortem, shirvelled up, how us
We penalise and only hail trust
Inhale and guzzle white liquor
I know you, you don't know me, you's a lie, n-gga
I can see the tears in ya eye, you aint see nothing till you a grown man cry

[Verse 3 -
Yo, every gang, every in my veins
It's my thing, real, I'm in tune
I chill like the side of the moon
Silence you dudes like an room
out with silencers
You get like how it was in a saloon
that is
Haters can't live, talkin they putting 8 in my wig
I got my up, try ya luck, you die, no trial for us
Court lawyers as foul as f-ck and I'm too fly
Cause you're locked in prison, you're clock stop ticking
Now, you came home, the same age you in
wise, get iller when boxed in
Fresh home, and right up top, you get it
Freedom is a vitue, hanging way past they parole curfew
Blwoing on that purple, my street ties, beef wise
I let three fly over ya head, home P
Let gets get bread, Dog shit