Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Dogs

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Sick collide with your stride
Break them off a left and then
all over these streets
'till I defeat I'm with these
Blocks rock so many
Wanted by most touched by any foes
circles
Attacking like packs of real dogs
Running wild,
in the head get out of hand daily
Sick got one screw missing
Are you a peln psyclone on a
Sick we run deep creep come up while you sleep
The strong pray on the weak drop your
And protect yourself yourself stop the shoot up
Tatted down saying the jura you're a sick dog

Running through your city of sin
Look as we all fall in
might fall when the circle spins
And who knows the show will end
Look at you throw against
Run around and around
to hand combat is starting
And you with no combat are falling
For real you we get down
In sick-ass downtown killing fields
soldier grills
Fuck'em all up on the street real quick but kill
Ill mutha-fuckas will make you feel that
Hold
might stand and some might fall
What kind of man are you? we're dogs

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Dance of the dead results in red
Fatal to your whole head
City troops are and violently
calls but they're all scared
Beware of the hard stare
Of a sick-ass man who all there
I the dogs of law
To come inside my world they all
I lead the rest of the
And send on commands of attack
Once you run no way back
And we let you go fuck that
Don't spare the lives of
On these war they all die
War and us don't mix
Watch'em all in the pit

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