Luyện nghe bài hát Shakey Dog

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

Yo, making moves and forth uptown
60 plus toll is the cab fee
bubble goose, goose, clouds of smoke
Music and the Arab V blunted

Whip smelling like fish 125th
Throwin' ketchup on my fries, hitting spliffs
Back with my leg all stiff
Push the fuckin' seat up, 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 of the store
Made my usual gun check, off, come on Frank

The moment is
your fuckin' hood off and tell the driver to stay put
Fuck them niggaz on the block they shook, most of them look
They frontin', they no crooks and up they own juks
Look out for Jackson 5-0 'cause on foot

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

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

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

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

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

Push me in quickly when the bitch up
Remember you me, blast him if he reach for his gun
Yo who goes there? Tony, one second homie
No matter rain, sleet or snow you you suppose to phone me
Off came the latch, Frank pushed me the door
The door flew open, dude had his open
Frozen, still with his heat bulgin'
Told him freeze, lay the fuck down and the moment

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

Broke a bone in her and she dropped the heat
Give up the coke! But the wouldn't listen
I'm on the like holy shit! Watchin my man Frank get busy
He zoned out, finished off my wiz

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

Killed that pit, ran to the bathroom butt first
Frank put two in the doorman's Sassoon
The coke's in the vacuum, got to the bathroom, his bad moves
The big one had the centipede stab

Frank shot the dude, laid him out
The dude popped Frankie boy, played him out
To be