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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's a thang but it's a cold game
But you with 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 the Pound

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 don't
But you know, I got tha pit bulls for
So if you one, get one, holla 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 give him rock
But the rest of the pits, rollin' with me

We're layin' low in the cut, up in Chino
Scrappy-Du and the crew the Gambinos
Ma bark and she'll spark up some real 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, nigga got love for
But I got more for my motherfuckin' Doggz
just

Me and my
Me and my
Me and my

Now when it comes to my Doggz, stay fly like geese
But as for me, I'm Dogg, I'm soopafly like priest
I unleash my Doggz, then I my brim
I'm 'bout to trip off Locko 'cos he go 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 you look with 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 gang OP
And your ass red and yeah, half-head
He's a damn fool, jack you for your pants leg

Don't beg, dead and don't dare show fear
Young gangsta fucked with and Red tore off his head
And all the kid do was cry a bitch
His life was a pit and mine's in the

Beware,
'em
It's just me and my

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

deadly serious
In East Los and South Central
Where people encounter stray dogs on a daily
And often the scars to prove them