Luyện nghe bài hát Wolves

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
Unlike the who made a widower of grandpa

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

my respect, my checks they better cash
Finger on the trigger with my nigga Fred
Knuckles is brass, snuffin' you fast
outta cabs, grabbin' money bags

Next shot go through your hovercraft
You do the math my answer slash
When will you it's return of Shaft
The thriller, the Miller Draft

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

The fox is foxy, Mr. Wolf 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 wolf who made a of grandpa

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

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

So, it's all grillin', how the y'all feelin'?
Non-stop killin', on the block we was killin' 'em
The villains, when the blood start spillin'
Any stuck squealin', body 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 comrades the cash
And livin e'ry day like is the last

The fox is kinda foxy, Mr. Wolf the guy
Who chased Red through the woods and ate
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 out in the snow
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 somethin' else and get to' the up?
Men come for the common cause
To beat yo' ass just

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

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

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

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
Unlike the wolf who a widower of grandpa

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