Luyện nghe bài hát Me and My Doggs

I was sittin' at the pound to eat dinner
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, it's a good
But you it's all a part of the Corleone team
I squabble 'cos that's what I do
Dogg Pound for life nigga, uhh you knew

But you didn't, you I'm kiddin' 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 mobbin behind 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 heat 'cos you can't get your on

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

that pit, the one I had named Petey
Uhh, she got so I didn't need him
Uhh, it's like that, 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 name a cold thang
name, cold game, ya got ta get down
'Cuz if you then you can't represent the Pound

Now like a sport
And if I get caught, I'm back in court
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
I'm a be on the lookout for the sell to dem pigs
Ask my little homey
I came Scarface, killers, baby boy OG

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

Ma bark and she'll spark up shit real quick
Just last week what? She bit the shit out of me
Man, this bitch is a trick, I had to get cold
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 shame uh, nigga got love for
But I got more love for my motherfuckin' doggz, just

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

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

I think cos my low, get back to the pound
He gon' be itchin' like hell to put the bite on the
And when you look with the frown he gon' get 1-2
And ain't a damn thang 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 your ass red and yeah, half dead
He's a damn fool, he'll you for pants leg

Don't beg you're dead, and dare show fear
Young fucked wit Scrappy and Red tore off his head
And all the kid do was cry a bitch
His life was a pit and 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 keep my in my seat, my killers in my backyard
in case you niggas wanna fuck and try to act hard