Luyện nghe bài hát Tear 'em Off, Me & My Doggz

Intro: (*distressed woman*)

The dog saw 'im...they tear...they...looked liked they try to him off.
I "Oh my God! They want to eat my husband

1:

I was at the pound about to eat dinner
Had a day at the studio, I was gettin thinner
My nigga Sparky-O was basketball
and my niggas in the backyard, about to squab my Doggz
Dirty ???? gets CREAM, it's a good
But you know it's all a part of the Corleone
I squabble...Friday cos that's I do
Dogg Pound for life nigga, uhh thought you
but you didn't, you think I'm kiddin nigga, my scrap
They get down for theirs, bring em to the back
Hit the gate wait and ask the homey Nate
he gotta pit named Tiny mobbin him
Now they've got Corleone
Oh, Kurupt he got the psycho assassin
He likes to on, uhh
and ain't no need to reach for cos you can't get your blast on
Doggz we keep em, we sweep em
and when it's all my Doggz'll bite your momma
We leave you niggas on stuck in
And I'ma dedicate this one to my
Remember that pit, the one I had named
Uhh, she got killed so I need him
Uhh, it's like that, about Sweetie?
He got killed too (damn) so I didn't him
It's a cold thang but it's a game
but when you wit a Corleone name it's a thang
name, cold game ya got ta get down
cos if you don't then you can't the Pound
Now it's a sport
and if I get caught I'm right back in
So I ta keep it on the DL and don't yeezell
but you know I gots tha pitbulls for
So if you want one, get one, holla boy quick
cos I'ma be on the for the sell-to-dem pigs
Ask my little homey
I 'came Scarface, Corleone killers, boy OG
The Tray Deee I give him rock seat
but the rest of the pits they wit me
layin low in the cut, holstered up in Chino
Scrappy-Du and the called the Gambinos
Ma bark and she'll spark up some shit quick
last week y'know what? She bit the shit out of me
???? bitch is a trick, I had to get cold
to get the up off me
and I can't tame her and I can't her
why I had to name her the top Dogg gamer
Man, a shame-uh nigga got love for y'all
but I got more for my motherfuckin Doggz
just....

Me & my (sick em), me & my Doggz (sick em)
(Beware, beware) Me & my

2:

Now when it comes to my they stay fly like geese
but as for me I'm Snoop Dogg I'm like Priest
I unleash my Doggz I tilt my brim
I'm bout to trip off Locko cos he go taken my
I think cos my CREAMy low, get to the pound
He gon' be like hell to put the bite on the clown
and when you with the frown he gon' get like 1-2
and a damn thang that your ass can do
I think cos he lost his big homey Don Killer see
who ran the whole yard and OP
and your ass red and yeah half-head
He's a fool, he'll jack you for pants leg
Don't beg you're dead, and don't show fear
Young fucked wit Scrappy and Red tore off his head
and all the kid do was cry a bitch
His life was a pit and in the shit

(Beware, beware)
(Sick em) It's just me & my
I my heat in my seat, my killers in my backyard
Just in case you niggas fuck and try to act hard

Outro: (*reporter over hook*)

....deadly serious in East Los and South Central where people
encounter dogs on a daily basis and often bare the scars to prove it)