Luyện nghe bài hát Hoggin' and Doggin'

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We we we
We hoggin and we
We and we crawlin
time to do you all in
fa sho

Hold up I'm too throwed, I'm the capo
5 star general, Lucky
Yo my check's too fat, the can't cash it
ten days, meanwhile i got plastic
Country to country I live in
No ashy elbows, pedicured
Sittin on a chair, 200 dollar chanclas
Am I in Acapulco or Vallaca?
Sippin outta pineapple, a fool
Step out my and check out my view
Im lookin new, i get menages crunk
Lucky look cleaner Andre Monk
Open up my and you in the Galleria
Im the homeboy call me Lucky Diarrhea
Covered in diamonds, get a of this wrist
Just to show out and stunt, I'm the House Prince

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I'm kinda hotta than lava, I got a dog slobba
I might be yo father betta ask yo
I practice like the boy Chuck Norris
I'm Papa I'm like "Who the hell dem eatin my porridge?"
I'm still Ralph Lauren and I'm still Jordan
I'm still down Orem just floorin the foreign
borin or simple, man I'm really excitin
I got to clubs and be fightin, i be kickin and
I might poke ya eye out, i dont that fair
I fought a dudde with braids, and started pullin his hair
But my boys me up and leave nobody standin
I'm "Why ya'll jump in man I almost had'em"
And was like "Los he was beatin yo ass"
I was letting him get tierd, man you up my plans
Anyway, I'mma write a song about it and
All my fans that I him up all by myself--haha

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I might play Chalupa, Mexican Bingo
Peace to my up in Coffield and Beto
My Benz diesel, dejame explico
If I hit the pen walk around a pico
I used to slang cincos, chilled on
look young aint got no wrinkles
Shoot Ming when he hit 12 footaz
I be pulling hoes like a kid pick
You can see my when I dip guacamole
Got all pit like Angelina Jolie
I put red dots on 9 milla
Might make you that you got chicken pox
Got rims a spida, weed to the lighta
ya boy Low, I'mma killa not a fighta
Roll with my china, phone off
I you hear the hook, nigga that's my lil prima

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

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