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! want to eat my husband"

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

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

You think I'm kiddin' nigga, my scrap
They get down for theirs, bring 'em right to the
Hit the gate, wait and ask the homey Nate
He pit named Tiny, mobbin' behind him

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

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

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

It's a cold but it's a cold game
But you with a Corleone name, it's a cold thang
Cold name, game ya got to get down
'Cos if you don't, 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 don't
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 'came Scarface, Corleone killers, boy OG
The homey Tray Deee, I give him rock
But the rest of the pits, they with me

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

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 geese
But as for me, I'm Snoop Dogg, I'm like priest
I unleash my Doggz, then I my brim
I'm 'bout to trip off Locko 'cos he go taken my

I think 'cos my 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 a damn thang that your ass can do

I think 'cos 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, he'll jack you for pants leg

Don't beg, you're dead and don't dare fear
Young gangsta fucked with Scrappy and Red tore off his
And all the kid do was cry like a
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 in my backyard
Just in case you niggas fuck and try to act hard

[Incomprehensible] serious
In East Los and South Central
Where people encounter stray dogs on a basis
And bare the scars to prove them