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 about to eat
Had a hard day at the studio, I was thinner
My nigga Sparky-O was playin'
And my in the backyard about to squab my Doggz

Dirty [Incomprehensible] cream, it's a good scheme
But you know it's all a 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 down for theirs, bring 'em right to the
Hit the gate, don't wait and ask the homey
He gotta pit named Tiny, mobbin' him

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

Doggz, we keep 'em, busters, we 'em
And when time all my Doggz'll bite your momma
We leave you niggas on stuck in
And dedicate this one to my Doggz

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

It's a cold thang but it's a game
But when you with a Corleone name, 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 keep it on the DL and yeezell
But you know, I got tha pit bulls for
So if you want one, get one, holla boy quick
'Cos I'ma be on the for the sell to them pigs

Ask my homey, Technique
I 'came Scarface, killers, baby boy OG
The homey Deee, I give him rock seat
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 and she'll spark up some shit real quick
Just last week, you 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 gamer

Man, a shame, nigga got love for y'all
But I got more for my motherfuckin' Doggz
It's

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 like
I my Doggz, then 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 be itchin' like hell to put the bite on the clown
And you look with the frown, he gon' get like 12
And ain't a damn that your ass can do

I think it's he lost his big homey, Don Killer see
Who ran the whole yard and 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 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 in the shit

Beware,
'em
It's me and my Doggz

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

deadly serious
In Los Angeles and South Central
people encounter stray dogs on a daily basis
And often bare the to prove them