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

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

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

Dirty gets cream, it's a good scheme
But you know it's all a part of the Corleone
I squabble 'cos that's what I do
Dogg Pound for life nigga, thought you but you didn't

You think I'm kiddin' nigga, my scrap
They get for theirs, bring 'em right to the back
Hit the gate, don't and ask the homey Nate
He gotta pit named Tiny, mobbin' him

Now got Michael Corleone
Oh kurupt, he got Lonely the psycho
He likes to smash on and ain't no
To reach for heat 'cos you can't get blast on

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

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

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

Now it's like a sport and if I get caught, I'm right in court
So I got to keep it on the DL and yeezell
But you know, I got tha pit bulls for
So if you want one, get one, at'cha boy quick
I'ma be on the lookout for the sell to them pigs

Ask my homey, Technique
I 'came Scarface, killers, baby boy OG
The homey Tray Deee, I give him rock
But the rest of the pits, rollin' with 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 real
Just week, you know what? She bit the shit out of me

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

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

Me and my
Me and my
Me and my

Now when it comes to my Doggz, they fly like geese
But as for me, I'm Snoop Dogg, I'm soopafly like
I my Doggz, 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 itchin' like to put the bite on the clown
And when you look the frown, he gon' get like 12
And ain't a damn thang that ass can do

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

Don't beg, you're dead and don't show fear
gangsta fucked 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 just me and my

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

deadly serious
In Los Angeles and South Central
people encounter stray dogs on a daily basis
And often bare the scars to prove