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 back, I'd give up all you hoes

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

2: Lil Wayne]
Run off with your bitch, she her number
Run into another bitch and
Money talkin' more than Gumbel
Too shit on my mind, I need a plumber
Made love to a whore and my number
Pull up on a like I'm Columbus
all in her throat, all in her tunnel
Pussy monster, I'ma 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
will like the goodwill
She real thick, real lil
Weed real bright, it look
Coke white, it look clear
0 to 100 to a
nothin' to somethin' to a big deal
Got to it trill in the field
I Cash Money no more
And I put carats on my bitch's wrist
Put some carats on my bitch's
Put some in my bitch's ears
I fast money, let's go
And my heart goes out to Vegas, keep it
I just met strippers on the strip
Flew 'em to Miami, take a
Flew 'em back to Vegas with gifts
just how it is, is, is
Ain't trickin' if you got it, rich
I like satan, nigga lit
Dedication
on six wheels
They in feelin's, fuck how niggas feel
Coke in the car, man it's no bills
I'm sippin' that Evander
This is that overkill
My mud colder than Soldier
In love, but all hoes is weird
hair triggers, I might grow a beard
Brazy, yeah, but you the drill
I'm way up there, you over here
you ever seen 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
out well, like Tom and Giselle
Ain't readin' 'cause I'm readin' checks
I text 'cause that is finger sex
Then I'm turnin' off my ringer
Airplane mode, no I'ma a jet
I'm dope, babe, I need a set
rock it, can't see the neck
Pockets crowded the Beatles set
I drop it off and gave Ms. that
milky, I'ma sip filthy
I sip this shit just like healthy
Who spilt it, wait my bitch
Uber, Uber; she'll be missed
Sincerely, yeah it's truly
me Tune, the hoes call me Tunechi
Rockin' while the pot brewin'
With a Chinese bitch look like thot suey
Told the straight hoes I'm
Told the gay hoes I'm
Took some diamonds out her old
Put 'em on the quotes in my
I'm a slanger, a born slanger
One time, I'm a born slanger
Draco a volcano
You can fuck around and get your star
Barbaric, your bitch starin'
I very good, good very
It all about the werewolf
It's all about what the wearin'
You a popped cherry, yeah a Bomb
We like the Marriott
Shots like Malaria
Hit your like a Triceratops
For my dawg, I'll kill you and ho
Yeah, me and my dawg, we put another on the
Hold up my female dawg, she 'bout to put on a
But to get my back, I'd give up all of these hoes