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

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

You think I'm nigga, my Doggz scrap
They get down for theirs, bring 'em to the back
Hit the gate, wait and ask the homey Nate
He pit named 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 reach for 'cos you can't get your blast on

Doggz, we keep 'em, busters, we 'em
And it's time all my Doggz'll bite your momma
We leave you niggas on in paws
And dedicate this one to my Doggz

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

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

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

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

layin' low in the cut, holstered up in Chino
Scrappy-Du and the called the Gambinos
Ma bark and she'll up some shit real quick
last week, you know 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 Dogg

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, they stay fly like
But as for me, I'm Snoop Dogg, I'm soopafly priest
I unleash my Doggz, I tilt my brim
I'm to trip off Locko 'cos he go taken my swim

I 'cos my creamy low get back to the pound
He gon' be itchin' like to put the bite on the clown
And you look with the frown, he gon' get like 12
And ain't a damn thang that ass can do

I think 'cos he lost his big homey, Don Killer see
Who ran the whole yard and banged OP
And your ass red and yeah, half-head
He's a damn fool, jack you for your pants leg

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

Beware,
'em
It's me and my Doggz

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

[Incomprehensible] deadly
In East Los Angeles and South
Where people encounter stray dogs on a basis
And often bare the to prove them