Luyện nghe bài hát Hoggin' and Doggin'

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We we we
We and we doggin
We creepin and we
It's to do you all in
fa sho

Hold up I'm too throwed, I'm the capo
5 general, Lucky Luciano
Yo my check's too fat, the banks can't it
Gimmie ten days, meanwhile i got
Country to country I live in
No ashy elbows, toenails
Sittin on a beach chair, 200 chanclas
Am I in or Puerto Vallaca?
Sippin outta pineapple, actin a
Step out my balcony and check out my
Im lookin new, i get menages crunk
Lucky look cleaner then Monk
up my closet and you in the Galleria
Im the shit call me Lucky Diarrhea
Covered in diamonds, get a load of this
to show out and stunt, I'm the Dope House Prince

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I'm hotta than lava, I got a dog that slobba
I be yo father betta ask yo mama
I practice like the boy Chuck Norris
I'm Papa Bear I'm "Who the hell dem eatin my porridge?"
I'm still Ralph Lauren and I'm still Jordan
I'm still commin down Orem just the foreign
Never borin or simple, man I'm really
I got to clubs and be fightin, i be and bitin
I poke ya eye out, i dont fight that fair
I fought a dudde with some braids, and started pullin his
But my boys back me up and leave standin
I'm "Why ya'll jump in man I almost had'em"
And they was like "Los he was yo ass"
I was letting him get tierd, man you up my plans
Anyway, I'mma write a song it and tell
All my fans that I him up all by myself--haha

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I might Chalupa, that's Mexican Bingo
to my boys up in Coffield and Beto
My Benz take diesel, dejame
If I hit the pen walk around with a
I used to cincos, chilled on Domingos
Dickies young aint got no wrinkles
Shoot like Ming when he hit 12
I be pulling like a kid pick boogaz
You can see my Rolly I dip guacamole
Got all pit like Angelina Jolie
I put red dots on 9 glocks
make you think that you got chicken pox
Got rims like a spida, to the lighta
It's ya boy Low, killa not a fighta
with my china, phone off ringa
I know you hear the hook, nigga that's my lil

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I'm at Dope House out, Baby Bash loc'd out
tracks with Charlie Brown when he broke out
He chocked out his C.O., did it on the
Went to see his and his daughter and his hijo
The is so frio, now he tippin Styrofoam
said he be right back before the lights is on
But all gravity, learn from tragedy
Just to let you know how cold them be
Cause when it to the jealous man it get messy
I fuck around and gotta turn some Joe Peci
I pimp the blood ouy ya mama and ya loved
Sell dog shit to ya and ya cousins
And guaranteed you won't say nada
Radio or not, man you don't want no brrr--aaa,brrr--aa
And that's the really realest shit I ever spoken
Don't get it mayne, Dope House is still open

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Creepin and we crawlin, to do you all in...