Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Year of the Dog...Again)

One two one two, through run through
Gun who, oh you don't know the gun do
Some do, those that know are quiet
Let me you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot
Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the
Rap artist and I'ma start
Shit up for real, get up and feel, my
I make herbs up and squeal
Ill, is all I've been lately
Niggas hate me, wanna tape me and make me
Put their brains on the wall, I brawl
Too for that 911 call
Niggas stay but a lot of them bluffing
But not me because nigga that can get out of them cuffs
You think a lot of them tough? That's just a
When I hit them niggas 'What you want?'
The battle turns a hunt
With the dog right behind niggas chasing 'em
We all that you was pussy
But I'm it now
And never give a dog blood, 'cause raw blood will a dog bite
whatever, all up in ya gut
Give it to them raw like
And ain't no I do 'em all like that
Four right up in back (Clack, clack)
Close your eyes baby, it's
Forget it, happened in front off your but
Nobody who did it
(What)
my dogs at?
What
Where my at?
my dogs at?
What
Where my at?
Where my at?
what
Where my at?
my dogs at?
What

is pussy
Keep 'em from the Werewolf, oh
Howling at the on the roof
Eh, ah, no, get 'em
Ten niggas on him, God's with him
Give me the bat, let me him
I'll 'em where the pillow and the casket won't fit him
Only reason I did him, he wouldn't back, strike back
Left him that, laying up with the white hat
Getting back at ya when I snatch ya
Up out the grave, nothing but bones and
Hitting with gashes to the head
Straight to the white meat but the stay red
But this girl gave me head for
'Cause they see, who I'ma be by like
nigga D took it there
He thought it was a
He ran through like 20 G's, that I was broke, stupid
That's what you get for thinking and
Found that's you get for stinking
Blowing up the spot you rot
Plus if it gets hot they you dead
squared box
Hit 'em with the ox to the
Eh, ah, kill kill
Yet still don't know I'ma rob
nigga DMX is a motherfucking problem