Luyện nghe bài hát D. Original

Dirty rotten scoundrel, that's I'm called, on the street
Could connive and cheat but get beat
Ya see I'm streetwise, a pro
Kickin the Bobby bullshit, too smart for Bobo
Not five-o, hot hand in cee-lo
Live in the land of yes Brooklyn's the borough
Homicide central, New York
the manic, depressive psycho murderers stalk
Walk, a ninja, on the asphalt
Here is cheap, you're outlined in chalk
And there's more hardtimes, than on Good
And most niggas dedicate their life to
So I'm schemin, won't work for a dime
Used to get, tax free loot, all the
slick can't fess on 'Ru, because
I'm the original dirty rotten

Before trains graffiti proof I used to get loose
Dirty rotten the days of the deuce
Dirty, of the skin I'm in
The fact I have melanin automatically me a felon
Even though I'm righteous, rotten's what you're
But I'm not chain-snatchin, or
According to your books you said I be damned like Ham
Scoundrel opposite of the that I am
But get funny, we can get bummy
Take you to the East and again money
putrified trick, step past your sister
Challenge the Damaja, and be histo - ry
Kombat fatality, the original don't sing no R&B
Nasty MC
Chop off domes with the poems come out of my pin-eal
Gland, as I expand, you who I am

of all stylin, I be whylin on wax
We hack shit up big ax and little ax
Don't need tokes to you jump like bungee
Tracks real muddy, Brooklyn's real grungy
I come through I clog up your sewer
Peep the maneuveur, drop the ill
So Mr. Clean, Drano, and Roto Rooter
No matter what you do, you get through the
Crud that comes out of your
You're another victim, of dirty
up, in your grill, so what ya gonna do
But pay to