Luyện nghe bài hát Me My Doggz

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

I was sittin' at the pound to eat dinner
Had a hard day at the studio, I was thinner
My Sparky-O was playin' basketball
And my niggas in the about to squab my Doggz

Dirty [Incomprehensible] gets cream, it's a scheme
But you it's all a part of the Corleone team
I squabble Friday 'cos what I do
Dogg Pound for nigga, thought you knew but you didn't

You I'm kiddin' nigga, my Doggz scrap
They get for theirs, bring 'em right to the back
Hit the gate, don't wait and ask the Nate
He gotta pit Tiny, mobbin' behind him

Now they've got Corleone
Oh kurupt, he got the psycho assassin'
He likes to on and ain't no need
To for heat 'cos you can't get your blast on

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

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

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

Now like a sport and if I get caught, I'm right back in court
So I got to keep it on the DL and yeezell
But you know, I got tha pit for seezell
So if you one, get one, holla at'cha boy quick
'Cos I'ma be on the lookout for the to them pigs

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

We're layin' low in the cut, holstered up in
and the crew called the Gambinos
Ma bark and she'll spark up shit real quick
Just week, you know what? She bit the shit out of me

bitch is a trick, I had to get cold feet
To get the up off me
And I tame her and I can't blame her
That's why I had to name her the top gamer

Man, it's a shame, nigga got love for
But I got more love for my motherfuckin'
just

Me and my
Me and my
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 like
I my Doggz, then I tilt my brim
I'm 'bout to off Locko 'cos he go taken my swim

I 'cos my creamy low get back to the pound
He gon' be like hell to put the bite on the clown
And when you with the frown, he gon' get like 12
And a damn thang that your ass can do

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

Don't beg, you're dead and dare show fear
gangsta fucked with 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

Beware,
'em
It's 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

[Incomprehensible] serious
In East Los and South Central
Where people encounter dogs on a daily basis
And often bare the to prove them