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! They 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 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 part of the team
I Friday 'cos that's what I do
Dogg Pound for nigga, thought you knew 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 wait and ask the Nate
He gotta pit named Tiny, mobbin' him

Now they've got Corleone
Oh kurupt, he got Lonely the assassin'
He likes to smash on and ain't no
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 your momma
We you niggas on stuck in paws
And I'ma dedicate one to my Doggz

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

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

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

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

We're layin' low in the cut, holstered up in
Scrappy-Du and the called the Gambinos
Ma bark and she'll spark up some real quick
Just last week, you what? She bit the shit 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 blame her
That's why I had to name her the top Dogg

Man, a shame, nigga 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, stay fly like geese
But as for me, I'm Snoop Dogg, I'm soopafly priest
I unleash my Doggz, then I tilt my
I'm 'bout to trip off 'cos he go taken my swim

I think 'cos my creamy low get back to the
He gon' be itchin' hell to put the bite on the clown
And when you with the frown, he gon' get like 12
And a damn thang that your ass can do

I it's '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
a damn fool, he'll jack you for your pants leg

Don't beg, you're dead and don't dare show
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 mine's in the

Beware,
'em
It's me and my Doggz

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

[Incomprehensible] serious
In East Los Angeles and Central
people encounter stray dogs on a daily basis
And often bare the scars to them