Luyện nghe bài hát Me and My Doggs

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

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

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

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

we keep 'em, busters we sweep 'em
And when it's time all my bite your momma
We you niggas on stuck in paws
And I'm a dedicate one to my doggz

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

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

Now like a sport
And if I get caught, I'm right back in
So I gots ta keep it on the DL and yeezell
But you know I gots tha for seezell

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

The homey Tray Dee I give him rock
But the rest of the they rollin' wit me
We're layin' low in the cut, holstered up in
Scrappy-Du and the crew the Gambinos

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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