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

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

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

Dirty [Incomprehensible] gets cream, it's a good
But you know all a part of the Corleone team
I squabble Friday 'cos what I do
Dogg Pound for life nigga, 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 homey
He pit named Tiny, mobbin' behind him

Now they've got Michael
Oh kurupt, he got Lonely the assassin'
He likes to on and ain't no need
To reach for heat 'cos you get your blast on

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

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

It's a cold thang but it's a cold
But when you with a name, it's a cold thang
name, cold game ya got to get down
'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 boy quick
I'ma be on the lookout for the sell to them pigs

Ask my little homey,
I Scarface, Corleone killers, baby boy OG
The homey Deee, I give him rock seat
But the rest of the pits, they rollin' 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 She bit the shit out of me

[Incomprehensible] bitch is a trick, I had to get feet
To get the up off me
And I can't tame her and I can't 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 motherfuckin'
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 Dogg, I'm soopafly like priest
I my Doggz, then I tilt my brim
I'm to trip off Locko 'cos he go taken my swim

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

I think 'cos he lost his big homey, Don Killer 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 dead and don't dare show
Young 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 me and my Doggz

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

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