Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Dogs

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Sick collide with your stride
them off a left and then right
Fight all these streets
'till I meet I'm with these
that rock so many
Wanted by most ain't touched by any
Inside
like packs of real sick dogs
Running wild,
Sick in the get out of hand daily
Sick got one screw missing
Are you a peln psyclone on a
Sick dogs we run creep come up while you sleep
The strong pray on the drop your heat
And protect yourself defend yourself stop the up
Tatted down saying fuck the jura a sick dog

Running through your city of sin
Look alive as we all in
might fall when the circle spins
And who knows the show will end
Look at you throw somebody
Run around and around
Hand to hand combat is
And you no combat skills are falling
For real you know we get
In sick-ass world downtown fields
Learn soldier
Fuck'em all up on the real quick but don't kill
Ill mutha-fuckas will make you feel that
still
Some might stand and some fall
kind of man are you? we're sick dogs

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Dance of the results in code red
Fatal blows to your head
City troops are sent and
Answer but they're all scared
Beware of the cold stare
Of a sick-ass man who all there
I the dogs of law
To inside my world they all fall
I the rest of the pack
And send them on of attack
Once you run no way back
And we can't let you go that
spare the lives of enemies
On war frontlines they all die
War and us don't mix
all drop in the pit

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