Luyện nghe bài hát Shakey Dog

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

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

Whip smelling fish from 125th
Throwin' ketchup on my fries, hitting baseball
Back seat my leg all stiff
Push the fuckin' seat up, tartar on my S Dot kicks

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

The moment is
Take your fuckin' hood off and the driver to stay put
Fuck niggaz on the block they shook, most of them won't look
They frontin', they no crooks and fuck up they own
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 paid her dues when she
His brother in law at his bosses'

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

Dog stutterin', when you got the bigger cooker on you
You is a crazy motherfucker, small Hoodie
move, you on some Curly, Moe, Larry shit
Straight shit, Krispy 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 burner cocked?
These fuckin' maricons on the couch watchin' and Son

Passin' they rum, fried plantains and
Big round onions on a steak
My stomach growling yo I want
Hold on, somebody's comin', get behind me, knocked at the
Act like you stickin' me up, put the joint to my

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

Frank his gat, slapped him, axed him
Where's the cash, and the crack? Get the smoke and you fast
His wife stood up in Spanish, big tittie 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 wouldn't
I'm on the floor like holy shit! Watchin my man Frank get
He zoned out, off my man's 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

that bullshit 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 wound

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