Luyện nghe bài hát Me My Doggz

The dog saw me and, they
They looked liked try to tear him off
I said, "Oh my God! want to eat my husband"

I was sittin' at the pound about to eat
Had a hard day at the studio, I was gettin'
My nigga Sparky-O was basketball
And my niggas in the backyard about to my Doggz

Dirty [Incomprehensible] gets cream, it's a good
But you know it's all a of the Corleone team
I squabble Friday that's what I do
Dogg Pound for life nigga, you knew but you didn't

You think I'm nigga, my Doggz scrap
get down for theirs, bring 'em right to the back
Hit the gate, don't wait and ask the Nate
He gotta pit named Tiny, behind him

Now got Michael Corleone
Oh kurupt, he got the psycho assassin'
He to smash on and ain't no need
To reach for heat you can't get your blast on

Doggz, we keep 'em, busters, we 'em
And when it's time all my bite your momma
We leave you on stuck in paws
And I'ma dedicate this one to my

Remember that pit, the one I had Petey
She got killed, so I didn't him
It's that, what about Sweetie?
He got too, so I didn't need him

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

Now it's like a sport and if I get caught, I'm back in court
So I got to keep it on the DL and yeezell
But you know, I got tha pit for seezell
So if you want one, get one, holla at'cha boy
'Cos I'ma be on the lookout for the to them pigs

Ask my homey, Technique
I 'came Scarface, Corleone killers, boy OG
The homey Tray Deee, I give him seat
But the rest of the pits, rollin' with me

We're layin' low in the cut, up in Chino
and the crew called the Gambinos
Ma bark and she'll up some shit real quick
Just last week, you what? She bit the shit out of me

[Incomprehensible] 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 her the top Dogg gamer

Man, it's a shame, got love for y'all
But I got more love for my Doggz
It's

Me and my
Me and my
Me and my

Now when it to my Doggz, they stay fly like geese
But as for me, I'm Snoop Dogg, I'm like priest
I unleash my Doggz, then I my brim
I'm 'bout to trip off Locko he go taken my swim

I think my creamy low get back to the pound
He gon' be itchin' like to put the bite on the clown
And you look with the frown, he gon' get like 12
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 gang OP
And your ass red and yeah, half-head
He's a damn fool, he'll jack you for your leg

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

Beware,
'em
It's me and my Doggz

I my heat in my seat, my killers in my backyard
in case you niggas wanna fuck and try to act hard

[Incomprehensible] serious
In East Los Angeles and Central
people encounter stray dogs on a daily basis
And often the scars to prove them