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

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

I was at the pound about 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 about to my Doggz

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

You think I'm kiddin' nigga, my Doggz
They get down for theirs, bring 'em to the back
Hit the gate, don't wait and ask the homey
He gotta pit named Tiny, behind him

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

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

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

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

Now like a sport and if I get caught, I'm right back 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
'Cos I'ma be on the lookout for the sell to pigs

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

We're 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
Just last week, you know what? She bit the out of me

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

Man, it's a shame, got love 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 stay fly like
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 'cos my creamy low get back to the pound
He gon' be itchin' like to put the bite on the clown
And when you with the frown, he gon' get like 12
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 whole yard and banged OP
And your ass red and yeah, half-head
He's a fool, he'll jack you for your pants leg

Don't beg, you're dead and don't dare fear
Young gangsta fucked 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 my heat in my seat, my killers in my backyard
in case you niggas wanna fuck and try to act hard

[Incomprehensible] serious
In East Los Angeles and South
Where people encounter stray dogs on a daily
And often bare the scars to prove