Luyện nghe bài hát Hoggin' and Doggin'

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We we we
We hoggin and we
We and we crawlin
It's to do you all in
fa sho

Hold up I'm too throwed, I'm the capo
5 star general, Lucky
Yo my too fat, the banks can't cash it
Gimmie ten days, meanwhile i got
Country to I live in hotels
No elbows, pedicured toenails
on a beach chair, 200 dollar chanclas
Am I in Acapulco or Vallaca?
Sippin pineapple, actin a fool
Step out my and check out my view
Im lookin brand new, i get menages
Lucky look cleaner Andre Monk
up my closet and you in the Galleria
Im the shit homeboy call me Lucky
in diamonds, get a load 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 be yo father betta ask yo mama
I practice Karate the boy Chuck Norris
I'm Papa Bear I'm like "Who the hell dem my porridge?"
I'm still Ralph Lauren and I'm still Jordan
I'm still commin down Orem just floorin the
Never borin or simple, man I'm excitin
I got to and be fightin, i be kickin and bitin
I might poke ya eye out, i dont that fair
I fought a dudde with some braids, and started his hair
But my boys back me up and nobody standin
I'm like "Why ya'll jump in man I had'em"
And they was "Los he was beatin yo ass"
I was him get tierd, man you messed 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 play Chalupa, Mexican Bingo
Peace to my up in Coffield and Beto
My Benz take diesel, explico
If I hit the pen walk around with a
I used to cincos, chilled on Domingos
look young aint got no wrinkles
Shoot like Ming when he hit 12
I be pulling hoes like a kid pick
You can see my Rolly when I dip
Got all white pit like Angelina
I put red dots on 9 milla
Might make you think you got chicken pox
Got rims like a spida, weed to the
ya boy Low, I'mma killa not a fighta
Roll my china, phone off ringa
I know you hear the hook, nigga my lil prima

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

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