Luyện nghe bài hát My Dawg

[Chorus:
That's my dog for
That's my
We up in the Rolls
Me and my (Me and my dawg)
To get all my dawgs back, I'd give up all you
To get all my dawgs back, I'd give up all you

[Verse 1:
HoodyBaby really, really
HoodyBaby up with the clique (hello)
Hoody rollin' with the six
Now I'm in a bumpin' Nip
and yellow bitches on my stick
Black and yellow, me like I'm Wiz
Hustle in Atlanta I'm TIP
(Brrrrr, hello?)
College bitch, tweakin' for my
Hit her college like I'm Tit
I want pasta with the shrimp
That ain't have shit to do this
30 bitches me I'm the shit
Juice man, 32
man, screamin' 32
O.J. my number's 36
Diamonds walkin' on my chest
a package right to Bouldercrest
I heard your boy sippin Quali, y'all some
Yeah we politic, but fuck a
You be smokin' Bobby Brown, new

2: Lil Wayne]
Run off with your bitch, she change her
Run into bitch and fumble
Money talkin' more than Bryant
Too much on my mind, I need a plumber
Made love to a and changed my number
Pull up on a like I'm Columbus
all in her throat, all in her tunnel
Pussy monster, I'ma a muzzle
Wake up Sunday and go to LIV
A bitch back at the crib live
A pool in the back, I let her
I her phone back and let her film
will like the goodwill
She real thick, real lil
real bright, it look teal
Coke white, it look clear
0 to 100 to a
From nothin' to somethin' to a big
Got to it trill in the field
I ain't Cash no more
And I put carats on my bitch's wrist
Put some carats on my fist
Put carats in my bitch's ears
I came fast money, go
And my heart goes out to Vegas, it real
I met some strippers on the strip
'em to Miami, take a trip
Flew 'em back to Vegas some gifts
just how it is, is, is
Ain't if you got it, nigga rich
I like satan, nigga lit
6-6-6
G-Wagon on six
They in they feelin's, fuck how feel
Coke in the car, man no more bills
I'm sippin' that Evander
This is that overkill
My mud colder Soldier Field
In love, but all these is weird
These hair triggers, I grow a beard
Brazy, yeah, but you the drill
I'm way up there, you over here
Have you ever the light hit my grill?
I stand there and in the mirror
Snap my fingers, appear
Out of and I don't do L's
And I married the mob when I was like
Turned out well, Tom and Giselle
readin' texts 'cause I'm readin' checks
I don't text that is finger sex
Then I'm off my ringer next
Airplane mode, no I'ma a jet
I'm dope, babe, I need a set
Chains rock it, see the neck
Pockets crowded like the set
I drop it off and gave Ms. Cita
Whip milky, I'ma sip
I sip this just like it's healthy
Who it, wait my bitch guilty?
Uber, she'll be missed dearly
Sincerely, yeah it's yours
Call me Tune, the hoes call me
Rockin' while the pot brewin'
With a Chinese bitch that look like suey
Told the straight I'm taken
Told the gay hoes I'm
Took diamonds out her old bracelet
Put 'em on the quotes in my
I'm a slanger, a born slanger
One more time, I'm a born
Draco a volcano
You can fuck and get your star spangled
Barbaric, yeah your bitch
I look very good, good
It ain't all about the
It's all what the wolf wearin'
You a cherry, yeah a Cherry Bomb
We like the Marriott
Shots sprayed Malaria
Hit your head like a
For my dawg, kill you and your ho
Yeah, me and my dawg, we put on the road
Hold up my female dawg, she to put on a show
But to get my back, I'd give up all of these hoes