Luyện nghe bài hát Dog About It

Look here my nigga, for your own motherfuckin' good
You wanna keep your bling, stay out my neck of the
If you a stranger, caught in my hood
How you get left, the thing people can say is "Ughh"

I been for reignin' choppers, bluka-bluka
stankin' baller blockers and duckin' coppers
Got a holla, from my nigga Mack
An told me to meet him at LA X and its some business

I flauge in, he tellin' me some busta
Please let lil' dog pay this cat a visit
wit' the O.G. and B.G. get busy
Make sure his livin', cut to a minimum

I this shit 'cause I mean it my nigga
I creep and I catch ya, is where I leave ya my nigga
A lot of niggas don't walk it, and talk it
But this B.G. gon' be dog about it

Now when we come, we come, and dog we playin'
bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog
We walks that and talk that talk, nigga

Now when we come, we come, and dog we playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka,
I'm a dog
And I'ma walk that walk and that talk, nigga

Nigga I'm 'bout Sherm' smokin' and chokin'
And my enemies dead and their fuckin' blood soakin'
Don't it, it's C.M.R so I shout it
Like navigation, I map it out, route it then be a dog

I lay low, you for every dollar and paceo
That's all did, homies above, everything else I love
Say B.G., you need a stack from Mack
You'll need 20 jugs of water plus a gang of crack

But firsts things first, find him, em wit the tool
Then make his blood until there's no more to lose
Murder, murder's a must, take the to Heaven
And if you fuck Mack, then it's a 187

So if you do me, then do you
But when I do you, I your whole fuckin' crew
So fill the up and get the units you recite of
I'm a straight dog about it plus a Westside

Now we come, we come, and dog we ain't playin'
It's bluka, boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog,
We walks that walk and that talk, nigga

Now when we come, we come, and dog we playin'
It's bluka, boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We dogs, nigga
We that walk and talks that talk, nigga

I hit the street, you I be thugged-the-fuck-out
When I beef, get bust at your house
All week, its drama, ya block like town
You want peace, it's too the water started to boil now

I to tell ya when you was buckin', "Settle down"
I tried to tell ya that, "Lil' B.G. is down"
I tried to ya that, "Niggas raw from Uptown"
And nothin' but a hundred plus rounds

Hold up B.G. blood, check it, I know homie
And punk we thought was a real nigga is a motherfuckin' phony
Big Stunter Corlone gave the word and now on
Said he wanted a close casket, chigga-chop 'em in his

Then act like Rambo, turn into Mack
Fill him of ammo, the blood gushin' from his flannel
Fluka-flames wit' nothing but red-dot
Chicken heart plucking out a Chevy, a damn thang changed

When we in beef, we come, and dog we playin'
bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog,
We walks that walk and talks that talk,

When we come, we come, dog we playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka,
We some dogs,
We walks that walk and talks that talk,

When we come, we come, dog we ain't
It's bluka, boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog,
We hogs, nigga, whatever