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

One two one two, through run through
Gun who, oh you know what the gun do
Some do, those that know are real
Let me think you try it, fuck around and start a riot
Niggas gonna buy it, because I'm the hardest
Rap and I'ma start this
up for real, get up and feel, my words
I herbs split up and squeal
Ill, is all I've been lately
Niggas hate me, wanna duck me and make me
Put their brains on the wall, I brawl
Too for that 911 call
Niggas beefing but a lot of them bluffing
But not me because I'ma that 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 niggas chasing 'em
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 raw like that
And ain't no I do 'em all like that
Four up in they back (Clack, clack)
Close your baby, it's over
Forget it, happened in off your buildin' but
Nobody who did it
(What)
my dogs at?
What
Where my at?
Where my at?
What
my dogs at?
Where my at?
What
my dogs at?
Where my at?
what

Niggas is
Keep 'em running the Werewolf, oh
at the moon on the roof
Eh, ah, no, get 'em
Ten on him, hope God's with him
me the bat, let me split him
I'll have 'em the pillow and the casket won't fit him
Only I did him, he wouldn't fight back, strike back
Left him that, laying up with the white hat
right back at ya when I snatch ya
Up out the grave, nothing but and ashes
Hitting niggas with gashes to the
Straight to the white meat but the stay red
But girl gave me head for free
'Cause they see, who I'ma be by 2003
That nigga D took it
He thought it was a
He ran through like 20 G's, thought I was broke, stupid
That's you get for thinking and eventually
that's what you get for stinking
Blowing up the spot you rot
if it gets hot they know you dead
Four box
Hit 'em the ox to the grill
Eh, ah, nigga kill
Yet they don't know I'ma rob
nigga DMX is a motherfucking problem