Luyện nghe bài hát (Tear 'Em Off) Me & My Doggz

The dog saw me and, tear
They liked they try to tear him off
I said, "Oh my God! want to eat my husband"

I was at the pound about to eat dinner
Had a hard day at the studio, I was gettin'
My nigga Sparky-O was basketball
And my niggas in the about to squab my Doggz

Dirty [Incomprehensible] gets cream, a good scheme
But you know it's all a of the Corleone team
I squabble Friday 'cos what I do
Pound for life nigga, thought you knew but you didn't

You think I'm nigga, my Doggz scrap
get down for theirs, bring 'em right to the back
Hit the gate, wait and ask the homey Nate
He gotta pit Tiny, mobbin' behind him

Now they've got Michael
Oh kurupt, he got the psycho assassin'
He to smash on and ain't no need
To reach for heat 'cos you get your blast on

Doggz, we 'em, busters, we sweep 'em
And when time all my Doggz'll bite your momma
We leave you on stuck in paws
And I'ma this one to my Doggz

Remember that pit, the one I had Petey
She got killed, so I didn't him
like that, what about Sweetie?
He got killed too, so I didn't him

It's a cold but it's a cold game
But when you a Corleone name, it's a cold thang
Cold name, cold ya got to get down
'Cos if you don't, then you represent the Pound

Now it's like a sport and if I get caught, I'm back in court
So I got to it on the DL and don't yeezell
But you know, I got tha pit bulls for
So if you want one, get one, holla boy quick
'Cos I'ma be on the lookout for the sell to them

Ask my little homey,
I Scarface, Corleone killers, baby boy OG
The homey Tray Deee, I him rock seat
But the rest of the pits, they with me

layin' low in the cut, holstered up in Chino
Scrappy-Du and the crew the Gambinos
Ma and she'll spark up some shit real quick
Just last week, you what? She bit the shit out of me

[Incomprehensible] bitch is a trick, I had to get feet
To get the up off me
And I can't tame her and I can't her
That's why I had to name her the top Dogg

Man, it's a shame, nigga got for y'all
But I got more love for my motherfuckin'
It's

Me and my
Me and my
Me and my

Now when it comes to my Doggz, they stay fly geese
But as for me, I'm Dogg, I'm soopafly like priest
I my Doggz, then I tilt my brim
I'm 'bout to trip off Locko he go taken my swim

I think 'cos my low get back to the pound
He gon' be itchin' like to put the bite on the clown
And when you look with the frown, he get like 12
And ain't a damn thang that ass can do

I think 'cos he lost his big homey, Don Killer see
Who ran the whole and gang banged OP
And leave ass red and yeah, half-head
He's a damn fool, he'll jack you for pants leg

Don't beg, dead and don't dare show fear
Young gangsta with 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,
'em
It's me and my Doggz

I keep my heat in my seat, my in my backyard
Just in case you niggas wanna fuck and try to act

[Incomprehensible] serious
In Los Angeles and South Central
Where people encounter stray dogs on a basis
And often the scars to prove them