Luyện nghe bài hát Me and My Doggs

I was sittin' at the pound about to eat
Had a hard day at the studio, I was thinner
My nigga was playin' basketball
And my niggas in the backyard, about to squab my doggz

Red gets cream, it's a good scheme
But you know it's all a part of the Corleone
I squabble 'cos that's what I do
Dogg Pound for life nigga, uhh thought you

But you didn't, you think I'm kiddin' nigga, my crap
They get down for theirs, bring 'em right to the
Hit the don't wait and ask the homey Nate
He gotta pit named Tiny mobbin him

Now they've got Michael
Oh, Kurupt he got Lonely the assassin
He likes to on, uhh
And ain't no need to reach for heat 'cos you get your blast on

Doggz we keep 'em, we sweep 'em
And it's time all my doggz'll bite your momma
We leave you on stuck in paws
And I'm a dedicate one to my doggz

Remember that pit, the one I had named
Uhh, she got so I didn't need him
Uhh, it's that, what about Sweetie?
He got too, damn, so I didn't need him

It's a cold thang but it's a game
But when you wit a Corleone name a cold thang
name, cold game, ya got ta get down
'Cuz if you don't you can't represent the Pound

Now it's a sport
And if I get caught, I'm right in court
So I gots ta keep it on the DL and yeezell
But you know I gots tha pitbulls for

So if you want one, get one, holla boy quick
I'm a be on the lookout for the sell to dem pigs
Ask my little homey
I came Scarface, killers, baby boy OG

The homey Tray Dee I him rock seat
But the rest of the they rollin' wit me
We're layin' low in the cut, up in Chino
Scrappy-Du and the crew the Gambinos

Ma and she'll spark up some shit real quick
last week y'know what? She bit the shit out of me
Man, this bitch is a trick, I had to get feet
To get the up off me

And I can't her and I can't blame her
That's why I had to name her the top dogg
Man, it's a uh, nigga got love for y'all
But I got more love for my motherfuckin' doggz, it's

Me and my
(Sick 'em)
Me and my
(Sick 'em, beware, beware)
Me and my

Now when it comes to my doggz they stay fly geese
But as for me I'm Snoop I'm soopafly like Priest
I unleash my then I tilt my brim
I'm 'bout to trip off 'cos he go taken my swim

I think cos my creamy low, get to the pound
He gon' be itchin' hell to put the bite on the clown
And when you look with the frown he gon' get 1-2
And ain't a thang that your ass can do

I think it's he lost his big homey Don Killer see
Who ran the whole yard and banged OP
And your ass red and yeah, half dead
He's a damn fool, he'll jack you for leg

Don't beg you're dead, and don't dare show
gangsta fucked wit Scrappy and Red tore off his head
And all the kid do was cry a bitch
His life was a pit and mine's in the

Me and my
(Sick 'em)
Me and my
(Sick 'em, beware, beware)
Me and my

Beware, beware, 'em
It's me and my doggz
I keep my in my seat, my killers in my backyard
Just in case you wanna fuck and try to act hard