Luyện nghe bài hát My Dawg

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

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

[Verse 2: Lil
Run off with your bitch, she her number
Run another bitch and fumble
Money talkin' more Bryant Gumbel
Too shit on my mind, I need a plumber
love to a whore and changed my number
Pull up on a like I'm Columbus
Tongue all in her throat, all in her
Pussy monster, need a muzzle
up Sunday night and go to LIV
A bitch back at the crib live
A pool in the back, I let her
I give her phone and let her film
Free will like the
She thick, waist real lil
Weed real bright, it look
Coke real white, it look
0 to 100 to a
From to somethin' to a big deal
Got to keep it in the field
I ain't Cash Money no
And I put carats on my bitch's wrist
Put some on my bitch's fist
Put some carats in my bitch's
I fast money, let's go
And my heart goes out to Vegas, keep it
I just met some strippers on the
Flew 'em to Miami, take a
Flew 'em back to Vegas with gifts
That's how it is, is, is
Ain't if you got it, nigga rich
I feel like satan, lit
Dedication
on six wheels
They in they feelin's, how niggas feel
Coke in the car, man it's no bills
I'm sippin' that Holyseal
This is that codeine
My mud colder than Soldier
In love, but all these is weird
These hair triggers, I might grow a
Brazy, yeah, but you know the
I'm way up there, you right here
Have you ever seen the hit my grill?
I stand there and in the mirror
my fingers, dollars appear
Out of and I don't do L's
And I married the mob when I was twelve
out well, like Tom and Giselle
Ain't readin' 'cause I'm readin' checks
I don't text 'cause is finger sex
I'm turnin' off my ringer next
Airplane mode, no need a jet
I'm dope, babe, I need a set
Chains rock it, can't see the
crowded like the Beatles set
I it off and gave Ms. Cita that
Whip milky, I'ma sip
I sip this shit just it's healthy
Who spilt it, wait my bitch
Uber, Uber; she'll be missed
Sincerely, yeah yours truly
me Tune, the hoes call me Tunechi
Rockin' Louis the pot brewin'
With a Chinese that look like thot 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 born slanger, a born
One more time, I'm a born
Draco like a
You can fuck around and get star spangled
Barbaric, your bitch starin'
I look very good, good
It ain't all the werewolf
It's all what the wolf wearin'
You a popped cherry, a Cherry Bomb
We like the Marriott
sprayed like Malaria
Hit your head a Triceratops
For my dawg, I'll kill you and ho
Yeah, me and my dawg, we put another on the
up my female dawg, she 'bout to put on a show
But to get my dawg back, I'd give up all of hoes