Luyện nghe bài hát Shakey Dog

Yeah, what's the deal? the deal y'all?
I need y'all niggaz to up one time
Fasten your seat belts, I'm a take y'all on real shit
Theodore shit, y'all niggaz know what time it is and shit
Y'nah I mean? real motherfuckin' shit, you know

Yo, making moves back and forth
60 plus toll is the cab fee
Wintertime goose, goose, clouds of smoke
Music blastin' and the V blunted

smelling like fish from 125th
Throwin' ketchup on my fries, baseball spliffs
Back seat with my leg all
the fuckin' seat up, tartar sauce on my S Dot kicks

Rocks is lit while I'm the clips
I'm ready for war, got to call the Cuban
Got the Montana pulled in front of the
Made my usual gun check, off, come on Frank

The moment is
Take your fuckin' off and tell the driver to stay put
them niggaz on the block they shook, most of them won't look
They frontin', they no crooks and fuck up own juks
Look out for 5-0 'cause they on foot

Straight ahead is the
See lady that lady with the shopping cart
She a shottie cocked in the hallway
Damn she look pretty old
She work for Kevin, she seventy seven
She paid her dues she smoked
His brother in law at his wedding

to Venezuela quickly when the big fed stepped in
3 o'clock, watch the kids, third floor, last
You look paranoid that's why I can't juks you
Why? Why you me Larry?

Shakey Dog stutterin', when you got the cooker on you
You is a motherfucker, small Hoodie dude
Hilarious move, you on some Curly, Moe, shit
Straight parry shit, Kreme, cocaine
Dead bodies, jail time you gon' it

Matter of fact, all the cash, I'm a it
it in jelly and break it down at the Marriott
This is the spot, yo son your cocked?
fuckin' maricons on the couch watchin' Sanford and Son

Passin' rum, fried plantains and rice
Big round on a T-bone steak
My growling yo I want some
Hold on, somebody's comin', get behind me, at the door
Act you stickin' me up, put the joint to my face

Push me in quickly when the open up
Remember you don't me, blast him if he for his gun
Yo who goes there? Tony, Tony one second
No rain, sleet or snow you know you suppose to phone me
Off came the latch, Frank me into the door
The door flew open, had his mouth open
Frozen, stood still with his bulgin'
him freeze, lay the fuck down and enjoy the moment

Frank his gat, slapped him, axed him
Where's the cash, coke and the crack? Get the smoke and you
His wife stood up speakin' in Spanish, big bitch holdin' the cannon
Ran in the kitchen, threw a shot, kicking the four fifth

Broke a bone in her wrist and she the heat
Give up the coke! But the bitch listen
I'm on the floor holy shit! Watchin my man Frank get busy
He out, finished off my man's wiz

He let the pitbull out, big Bruno with the little shark's teeth chargin'
Foamin' out the mouth, I'm
screamin', blowin' shots in the air
Missin' his target, off the Frigidare, it my ear

Killed bullshit pit, ran to the bathroom butt first
Frank put two holes in the doorman's
The in the vacuum, got to the bathroom, faced his bad moves
The big one had the stab wound

Frank the skinny dude, laid him out
The bigger dude popped boy, played him out
To be