Luyện nghe bài hát Hounddogz

The is 87'
Back in the grade g
When I used to hang with ch to the ip in the halls
to get the young bitches ridin' my ballz
We got dissed 'cause we jog' and kept to ourself shyo
Because it's all about
We used to try to get the and the name
But then - they wanted mothafuckaz in the dope game
We used to try to with ho's
In our class there was no woman givin' up the ass
We go to a dance, we see rollin' eyes on my crew,
But what the can I do?
would'nt even give a nigga like me a chance thou [why? ]
Because my feet was my
You ax 'em to dance start to riff
And on the way niggaz never gave us a lift
But now the tables around
Every mothafucka and his mom would wanna be
I see the bitches at the clubs, the ones
They're thinkin' they're fine and also the same line :
"what's up ren, we to be in the same class"
I'm shakin' my head yeah, now to line ass
They ax me what I been up to,
damn well I made money for my record sales
I zip on my and say see ya
only a four leg and pregnant mud can be ya'

People that to hate me
Now when they see me speak first
But used to demon raps I cursed
They used to say I would'nt make it I use profanity
And call a nigga with an attitude
But once again the turned around
tryin' to be down - walkin' up like a hound
Especially the ones that never had to say
Now they talk to me like and everyday
me what's up with eazy
Or dr. dre, yo did he marry miss
Or did the d.o.c get his back,
And niggaz think I'm mean I say I'm not a magazine
when I come around I wanna kick it
The ..... is axin' me for concert
The same fools, that to go to my school
When you see my on the streets just chill and be
So if you realy be down -
crowd around a nigga like a hound!

The hound-dogs, they in all shapes n' sizes
Jackin' ren with a gang o' surprises
Nothin' but a in sheep's clothin'
The makes me lough when the homies want an autograph
I like I'm on a talkshow
they ax all the questions then say they gotta go
Never wanna how I'm makin' out
All they wanna know is when my commin' out
Or ax me - 'yo ren, when are you goin' on '
I tell 'em 'the same time like I told you
Then always one beggin' for me to kick hm down
For on my leg I never knew you you fuckin' hound!
So go back to your home and fetch yo'
And quit retrievin' on mine nigga you got your own
And talk about me behind my back - please!
So of a hound, all you're missin' is your flees
Scratchin' all day because itchin'
tryin' to get news wishin' you was in my shoes
But trippin' that you'd never be down
'cause ren don't likes a fuckin' -
You hound-dog!