Luyện nghe bài hát Wolves

The fox is kinda foxy, Mr. Wolf the guy
Who Red through the woods and ate grandma
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. I set my path
The 'Vette don't crash, I'm to long last
Grab my money clip, I hit the fast

Earn my respect, my checks better cash
Finger on the trigger with my nigga Glass
Knuckles is brass, start you fast
Jumpin' cabs, grabbin' money bags

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

My force blur, the Porsche'll purr
The apple martini, of course stirred
do the honor, the Shaolin bomber
Shark skin armor, I'll the drama

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
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 on the fact
That the kid is blazin' this track and hatin' on 'em

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

So, it's all grillin', how the y'all feelin'?
park killin', on the block we was killin' 'em
The arch villains, the blood start spillin'
Any stuck start squealin', body bags we was 'em

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

The fox is kinda foxy, Mr. Wolf 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 like the dog to ya baby
you're lost out in the snow
Like a coyote out on the
Where the foxes never go and the wolf, never go

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

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

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

Great pop knock tickin', description
For the motion reenactment
Activate a higher assassin, keep it
Rap evolution every black, yo pass

The fox is foxy, Mr. Wolf 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

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, never go