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 day at the studio, I was gettin' thinner
My nigga was playin' basketball
And my niggas in the backyard to squab my Doggz

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

You think I'm kiddin' nigga, my scrap
They get down for theirs, 'em right to the back
Hit the gate, don't and ask the homey Nate
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 no need
To reach for heat you can't get your blast on

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

Remember that pit, the one I had Petey
She got killed, so I need him
It's that, what about Sweetie?
He got killed too, so I need him

It's a thang but it's a cold game
But when you with a 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 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 for seezell
So if you want one, get one, holla at'cha boy
'Cos I'ma be on the lookout for the to them pigs

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

layin' low in the cut, holstered up in Chino
Scrappy-Du and the crew the Gambinos
Ma bark and she'll spark up some shit real
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 her and I can't blame her
That's why I had to name her the top gamer

Man, a shame, nigga got love for y'all
But I got more love for my Doggz
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 unleash my Doggz, I tilt my brim
I'm 'bout to off Locko 'cos he go taken my swim

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

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

Don't beg, you're and don't dare 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

[Incomprehensible] deadly
In East Los and South Central
Where people stray dogs on a daily basis
And often bare the scars to them