Luyện nghe bài hát Cats And Dogs

1
Uhuh, I need a bitch
N*gga I ain't lyin, Im talkin I fuck
She scream you need
No domestic (violence)
Just domestic
So ice you out
So when you slidin down the
Doin your Magic City
Yo and wrist glow
Im dreamin, she ain't a stripper, she a girl
Goin off that Patron, she my nasty
First name, Rachael, last name
You related to Nas, girls, my second home
You know... we can it up
Weekend in Cannes, then we comin to
...She love that Gucci, been to ATL
But she love that
Brrr! She me how to cook cage
And I her how to cook crack
And I chopped it on her
Now me where they do that

2
I put her on a
She know she better stay
Ride and die my Bentley
Man this bitch will never down
She my bustin baby, you should see her a tre pound
Love Roc-A-Fella so much, she won't even me Jay now
She my weedman, like she my wingman
we get high, play Tiger Woods on that weed damn
Love is for a season, 365
And the game and Dogs, keep your bitch by your side
Got a hardtop Lambo, when the rain start to
Not the rain outside, talkin the rain
Her girlfriend told her, that I was creepin with a
Told her I was courtside, watchin the ass Clippers
please! Im a Laker fan and Kobe thats my n*gga
Keep my grass cut so I can see when the slith her
Shit, came out of no where like Khloe and
Kinda got a n*gga maybe Im.

3
I let her drive the Range on our date
She the one to put me on that Drake mixtape
"I just be successful baby"
Take you out the Hudson jeans and redress you
We can walk Rodaeo, turn around, you on Melrose
Fly to New York in the and try on some Timbos
Or we can hit South Beach, with Ross and Timbo
The world is pond, and we can slice it up like Kimbo
You the rock, I break it down
I wrap it up, you them pounds
I the car, you start the car
We can it out of town
Im your nigga And you my bitch (Yea.)
Even if lock me up, she gon get them brakes there
And when we get tired, we hit the truck stop and sit
And zip my 501's and she gon put her lips
The memoirs of a perfect
You gotta hold them even if its.