Luyện nghe bài hát Wolves

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
the wolf who made a widower of grandpa

Yo, must I flex my cash to sex yo'
I wet the Ave. I set my path
The 'Vette don't crash, I'm built to last
Grab my money clip, I hit the fast

Earn my respect, my they better cash
Finger on the trigger my nigga Fred Glass
Knuckles is brass, start you fast
Jumpin' outta cabs, money bags

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

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

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

Damn, on the map
takin' 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 blowin smoke O's in the
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'?
Non-stop park killin', on the we was killin' 'em
The arch villains, when the blood start
Any stuck start squealin', bags we was fillin' 'em

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

The fox is kinda foxy, Mr. he's the guy
Who chased Red 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
When lost 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 for what it is when you see it
Or would you it for somethin' else and get to' the fuck up?
Men come together for the common
To beat yo' ass because

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

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

pop knock tickin', poetry description
For the motion reenactment
a higher assassin, keep it classic
Rap evolution black, yo pass that

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 widower of

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