Luyện nghe bài hát Wolves

The fox is kinda foxy, Mr. Wolf the guy
Who chased Red through the and ate grandma
But a dog is a dog, is a dog, is a dog
the wolf who made a widower of grandpa

Yo, I flex my cash to sex yo' ass?
I wet the Ave. when I set my
The 'Vette don't crash, I'm to long last
Grab my money clip, I hit the fast

Earn my respect, my checks they cash
Finger on the with my nigga Fred Glass
Knuckles is brass, start snuffin' you
Jumpin' outta cabs, money bags

Next shot go right your hovercraft
You do the math my answer tongue
When will you learn it's of Shaft
The genuine thriller, the Miller

My might blur, the Porsche'll purr
The apple martini, of course it's
I'll do the honor, the Shaolin
Shark skin armor, I'll the drama

The fox is kinda foxy, Mr. he's the guy
Who chased Red through the woods and ate
But a dog is a dog, is a dog, is a dog
the wolf who made a widower of grandpa

Damn, on the map
Wu-Tang it back, no fakin' in the rap
How real is that, you hatin' on the fact
That the kid is blazin' track and hatin' on 'em back

My dough's stacked up with O's, who the
Duckin' blowin smoke O's in the 'Llac
To be exact, don't want no hassle the stack
In the Big Apple, we the rotten in the back, yeah

So, it's all grillin', how the fuck y'all
Non-stop park killin', on the we was killin' 'em
The villains, when the blood start spillin'
Any stuck start squealin', bags we was fillin' 'em

Yeah, now I got it in the
A ounce ya man wanted and a llama in the
Me and my followin' the cash
And livin e'ry day tomorrow is the last

The fox is kinda foxy, Mr. he's the guy
Who chased Red through the and ate grandma
But a dog is a dog, is a dog, is a dog
Unlike the who made a widower of grandpa

I'm like the dog to ya baby
When you're lost out in the
Like a coyote out on the
Where the foxes never go and the wolf, they go

Yo, would you recognize a jewel for what it is you see it
Or would you take it for else and get to' the fuck up?
Men together for the common cause
To beat yo' ass because

There's a line you don't cross the boss
While of course his one selectin' your head shot
I'm back in the again, the bars callin'
15 sets of will have you swollen

Ladies like, "Damn papa you right
I'd to give you some of this pussy and I'm a dyke"
I write when the energy's to spark friction
DJ cuttin' it, spinnin' it back

Great pop knock tickin', poetry
For the picture reenactment
Activate a higher assassin, it classic
Rap every black, yo pass that

The fox is foxy, Mr. Wolf he's the guy
Who Red through the woods and ate grandma
But a dog is a dog, is a dog, is a dog
the wolf who made a widower of grandpa

I'm the savior dog to ya baby
When you're lost out in the
Like a out on the desert
Where the foxes never go and the wolf, never go