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 said "Oh my God! want to eat my husband

1:

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

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

2:

Now when it comes to my Doggz stay fly like geese
but as for me I'm Snoop Dogg I'm soopafly like
I unleash my then I tilt my brim
I'm bout to trip off Locko cos he go my swim
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 look with the he gon' get like 1-2
and ain't a damn thang your ass can do
I think it's cos he lost his big homey Don see
who ran the yard and gangbanged OP
and your ass red and yeah half-head
He's a damn fool, he'll jack you for leg
Don't beg dead, and don't dare show fear
Young gangsta wit Scrappy and Red tore off his head
and all the kid do was cry like a
His life was a pit and mine's in the

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

Outro: (*reporter over hook*)

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