Luyện nghe bài hát Me and My Doggs

I was sittin' at the pound to eat dinner
Had a day at the studio, I was gettin' thinner
My nigga Spanky-Loc was playin'
And my niggas in the backyard, y'all about to squab my

Dirty Red gets cream, a good scheme
But you know all a part of the Corleone team
I Friday 'cos that's what I do
Dogg Pound for nigga, uhh thought you knew

But you didn't, you I'm kiddin' nigga, my doggzs crap
They get for theirs, bring 'em right to the back
Hit the don't wait and ask the homey Nate
He gotta pit named Tiny mobbin him

Now got Michael Corleone
Oh, he got Lonely the psycho assassin
He likes to on, uhh
And ain't no to reach for heat 'cos you can't get your blast on

Doggz we keep 'em, we sweep 'em
And when it's all my doggz'll bite your momma
We leave you niggas on in paws
And I'm a this one to my doggz

Remember that pit, the one I had Petey
Uhh, she got so I didn't need him
Uhh, like that, what about Sweetie?
He got killed too, damn, so I didn't him

a cold thang but it's a cold game
But you wit a Corleone name it's a cold thang
Cold name, cold game, ya got ta get
'Cuz if you don't then you can't the Pound

Now it's a sport
And if I get caught, I'm right in court
So I gots ta keep it on the DL and don't
But you know I gots tha pitbulls for

So if you want one, get one, at'cha boy quick
'Cuz I'm a be on the lookout for the sell to dem
Ask my homey Technique
I came Scarface, Corleone killers, boy OG

The homey Tray Dee I give him seat
But the rest of the pits rollin' wit me
We're low in the cut, holstered up in Chino
and the crew called the Gambinos

Ma bark and she'll spark up shit real quick
Just last y'know what? She bit the shit out of me
Man, this is a trick, I had to get cold feet
To get the up off me

And I can't tame her and I blame her
That's why I had to name her the top gamer
Man, it's a shame uh, got love for y'all
But I got more for my motherfuckin' doggz, it's just

Me and my
(Sick 'em)
Me and my
(Sick 'em, beware, beware)
Me and my

Now when it comes to my doggz they fly like geese
But as for me I'm Snoop Dogg I'm like Priest
I unleash my doggz then I my brim
I'm 'bout to trip off Locko he go taken my swim

I cos my creamy low, get back to the pound
He gon' be itchin' like hell to put the on the clown
And when you with the frown he gon' get like 1-2
And ain't a thang that your ass can do

I think it's 'cos he lost his big Don Killer see
Who ran the whole yard and banged OP
And leave your ass red and yeah, dead
He's a damn fool, he'll you for pants leg

Don't beg you're dead, and don't dare show
Young gangsta fucked wit and Red tore off his head
And all the kid do was cry a bitch
His was a pit and mine's in the shit

Me and my
(Sick 'em)
Me and my
(Sick 'em, beware, beware)
Me and my

Beware, beware, 'em
just me and my doggz
I my heat in my seat, my killers in my backyard
Just in case you wanna fuck and try to act hard