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

One two one two, come run through
Gun who, oh you don't know the gun do
Some do, those that are real quiet
Let me think you try it, fuck around and start a riot
Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the
Rap artist and I'ma this
Shit up for real, get up and feel, my
I make herbs up and squeal
Ill, is all I've hearing lately
Niggas hate me, wanna tape me and make me
Put their brains on the wall, when I
Too late for that 911
Niggas beefing but a lot of them bluffing
But not me because I'ma nigga can get out of them cuffs
You think a lot of tough? That's just a front
I hit them niggas like 'What you want?'
The battle turns into a
With the dog right behind chasing 'em down
We all knew 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 that
And no love I do 'em all like that
Four right up in back (Clack, clack)
Close your eyes baby, over
it, happened in front off your buildin' but
Nobody who did it
(What)
Where my at?
What
Where my at?
my dogs at?
What
Where my at?
my dogs at?
What
Where my at?
my dogs at?
What

Niggas is
Keep 'em from the Werewolf, oh
Howling at the on the roof
Eh, ah, no, get 'em
Ten niggas on him, hope God's 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 fight back, strike
Left him like that, laying up with the hat
right back at ya when I snatch ya
Up out the grave, nothing but and ashes
Hitting with gashes to the head
Straight to the white meat but the stay red
But this gave me head for free
'Cause see, who I'ma be by like 2003
That nigga D it there
He thought it was a
He ran like 20 G's, thought that I was broke, stupid
That's you get for thinking and eventually
Found that's you get for stinking
up the spot when you rot
Plus if it hot they know you dead
Four box
Hit 'em the ox to the grill
Eh, ah, nigga kill
Yet still they don't know rob
That DMX is a motherfucking problem