Luyện nghe bài hát Me My Doggz

The dog saw me and, they
They looked liked they try to him off
I said, "Oh my God! want to eat my husband"

I was at the pound about to eat dinner
Had a day at the studio, I was gettin' thinner
My nigga Sparky-O was playin'
And my niggas in the backyard about to my Doggz

Dirty gets cream, it's a good scheme
But you know it's all a part of the team
I squabble Friday that's what I do
Dogg Pound for life nigga, you knew but you didn't

You think I'm kiddin' nigga, my scrap
They get for theirs, bring 'em right to the back
Hit the gate, wait and ask the homey Nate
He gotta pit named Tiny, behind him

Now got Michael Corleone
Oh kurupt, he got the psycho assassin'
He likes to smash on and ain't no
To reach for heat 'cos you get your blast on

Doggz, we 'em, busters, we sweep 'em
And when it's all my Doggz'll bite your momma
We leave you on stuck in paws
And I'ma this one to my Doggz

that pit, the one I had named Petey
She got killed, so I didn't him
It's like that, what Sweetie?
He got killed too, so I need him

It's a cold thang but a cold game
But when you with a Corleone name, a cold thang
Cold name, cold ya got to get down
'Cos if you don't, then you represent the Pound

Now it's like a and if I get caught, I'm right back in court
So I got to keep it on the DL and don't
But you know, I got tha pit for seezell
So if you one, get one, holla at'cha boy quick
'Cos be on the lookout for the sell to them pigs

Ask my little homey,
I 'came Scarface, Corleone killers, boy OG
The homey Tray Deee, I give him seat
But the of the pits, they rollin' with me

layin' low in the cut, holstered up in Chino
Scrappy-Du and the crew called the
Ma bark and spark up some shit real quick
Just last week, you what? She bit the shit out of me

[Incomprehensible] bitch is a trick, I had to get cold
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, nigga got for y'all
But I got more love for my Doggz
just

Me and my
Me and my
Me and my

Now when it comes to my Doggz, stay fly like geese
But as for me, I'm Dogg, I'm soopafly like priest
I unleash my Doggz, then I tilt my
I'm 'bout to trip off Locko 'cos he go my swim

I think my creamy 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 12
And ain't a damn that your ass can do

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

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

Beware,
'em
It's me and my Doggz

I keep my heat in my seat, my in my backyard
Just in case you wanna fuck and try to act hard

deadly serious
In Los Angeles and South Central
Where people encounter stray dogs on a daily
And often bare the scars to prove