Luyện nghe bài hát My Dawg

[Chorus:
That's my dog for
my dawg
We up in the Rolls
Me and my (Me and my dawg)
To get all my back, I'd give up all you hoes
To get all my back, I'd give up all you hoes

1: HoodyBaby]
HoodyBaby really, really
HoodyBaby pull up the clique (hello)
crippin'' rollin' with the six
Now I'm in a bumpin' Nip
Black and yellow bitches on my
Black and yellow, me like I'm Wiz
Hustle in Atlanta I'm TIP
(Brrrrr, hello?)
bitch, tweakin' for my dick
Hit her college like I'm Tit
I want turkey pasta with the
That ain't have shit to do this
30 bitches tellin' me I'm the
Juice man, 32
man, screamin' 32
O.J. know my 36
Diamonds walkin' on my chest
Sent a package to Bouldercrest
I heard your boy sippin Quali, some qualiticians
Yeah we politic, but a politician
You be Bobby Brown, new edition

[Verse 2: Lil
Run off with your bitch, she her number
Run into another and fumble
Money talkin' more Bryant Gumbel
Too shit on my mind, I need a plumber
love to a whore and changed my number
Pull up on a boat like I'm
Tongue all in her throat, all in her
Pussy monster, I'ma a muzzle
Wake up Sunday and go to LIV
A bitch back at the crib tryna
A in the back, I let her swim
I give her phone back and let her
Free will the goodwill
She real thick, waist lil
Weed real bright, it teal
real white, it look clear
0 to 100 to a
From nothin' to somethin' to a big
Got to it trill in the field
I ain't Cash no more
And I put carats on my bitch's wrist
Put carats on my bitch's fist
Put some in my bitch's ears
I fast money, let's go
And my heart out to Vegas, keep it real
I just met strippers on the strip
Flew 'em to Miami, take a
Flew 'em back to with some gifts
just how it is, is, is
Ain't trickin' if you got it, nigga
I like satan, nigga lit
6-6-6
G-Wagon on six
They in they feelin's, how niggas feel
Coke in the car, man it's no bills
I'm sippin' that Holyseal
This is that codeine
My mud colder than Soldier
In love, but all hoes is weird
These triggers, I might grow a beard
Brazy, yeah, but you the drill
I'm way up there, you right here
you ever seen the light hit my grill?
I stand and smile in the mirror
Snap my fingers, appear
Out of and I don't do L's
And I married the mob when I was like
Turned out well, Tom and Giselle
Ain't readin' texts 'cause I'm checks
I don't text 'cause that is sex
Then I'm turnin' off my ringer
Airplane mode, no I'ma a jet
I'm dope, babe, I need a set
Chains it, can't see the neck
Pockets crowded like the set
I drop it off and gave Ms. Cita
Whip milky, I'ma sip
I sip this just like it's healthy
Who spilt it, wait my guilty?
Uber, Uber; be missed dearly
Sincerely, yeah yours truly
Call me Tune, the hoes me Tunechi
Louis while the pot brewin'
With a Chinese bitch that like thot suey
Told the hoes I'm taken
the gay hoes I'm vacant
Took some diamonds out her old
Put 'em on the quotes in my
I'm a born slanger, a born
One more time, I'm a slanger
like a volcano
You can fuck around and get star spangled
Barbaric, yeah bitch starin'
I very good, good very
It ain't all the werewolf
It's all about what the wearin'
You a popped cherry, yeah a Cherry
We everywhere like the
Shots sprayed Malaria
Hit head like a Triceratops
For my dawg, kill you and your ho
Yeah, me and my dawg, we put another on the
Hold up my female dawg, she 'bout to put on a
But to get my dawg back, I'd give up all of hoes