Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Dogs

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Sick dogs with your stride
Break them off a left and then
Fight all these streets
'till I meet defeat I'm with
that rock so many
Wanted by ain't touched by any foes
circles
Attacking like packs of sick dogs
wild, crazy
Sick in the head get out of hand
Sick dogs got one screw
Are you a peln on a mission?
Sick dogs we run deep creep come up you sleep
The pray on the weak drop your heat
And yourself defend yourself stop the shoot up
Tatted down saying fuck the jura you're a dog

Running right through your of sin
Look as we all fall in
Some fall when the circle spins
And who knows the show will end
at you throw against somebody
Run around and fighting
to hand combat is starting
And you no combat skills are falling
For real you know we get
In world downtown killing fields
soldier grills
Fuck'em all up on the street real quick but don't
Ill mutha-fuckas will make you feel that
Hold
Some might stand and might fall
What of man are you? we're sick 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 ain't all
I the dogs of law
To come inside my world all fall
I lead the rest of the
And send them on commands of
Once you run there's no way
And we let you go fuck that
Don't spare the of enemies
On these war they all die
War and us don't mix
all drop in the pit

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