Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Dogs

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Sick dogs with your stride
Break them off a and then right
Fight all these streets
I meet defeat I'm with these
Blocks that so many
Wanted by most ain't by any foes
Inside
Attacking packs of real sick dogs
Running wild,
Sick in the get out of hand daily
dogs got one screw missing
Are you a peln psyclone on a
dogs we run deep creep come up while you sleep
The pray on the weak drop your heat
And protect yourself defend yourself the shoot up
Tatted down fuck the jura you're a sick dog

right through your city of sin
Look as we all fall in
might fall when the circle spins
And who knows when the will end
at you throw against somebody
Run around and fighting
Hand to hand combat is
And you with no combat are falling
For real you we get down
In sick-ass downtown killing fields
Learn soldier
Fuck'em all up on the street quick but don't kill
Ill mutha-fuckas will you feel that fear
Hold
Some stand and some might fall
What kind of man are you? we're dogs

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Dance of the dead in code red
Fatal blows to whole head
City troops are sent and
Answer calls but all scared
of the cold hard stare
Of a sick-ass man who ain't all
I the dogs of law
To inside my world they all fall
I lead the of the pack
And send them on of attack
you run there's no way back
And we let you go fuck that
Don't spare the of enemies
On war frontlines they all die
War and us don't mix
all drop in the pit

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