Luyện nghe bài hát D. Original

Dirty rotten scoundrel, that's what I'm called, on the
Could connive and cheat but rarely get
Ya see I'm streetwise, a pro
the Bobby bullshit, too smart for Willie Bobo
Not stressin five-o, hot in cee-lo
Live in the land of yes Brooklyn's the borough
central, East New York
Where the manic, depressive psycho murderers
Walk, like a ninja, on the
Here talk is cheap, you're outlined in
And more hardtimes, than on Good Times
And most dedicate their life to crime
So I'm schemin, won't work for a dime
to get, tax free loot, all the time
Type slick can't fess on 'Ru,
I'm the original rotten scoundrel

Before trains were graffiti proof I to get loose
Dirty rotten since the of the deuce
Dirty, of the skin I'm in
The fact I have automatically makes me a felon
Even though I'm righteous, what you're yellin
But I'm not chain-snatchin, or
According to your books you said I be damned like Ham
Scoundrel opposite of the king I am
But get funny, we can get bummy
Take you to the East and back again
Filthy putrified trick, past your sister
the Damaja, and you'll be histo - ry
Mortal Kombat fatality, the original sing no R&B
MC deity
Chop off domes with the poems that come out of my
Gland, as I expand, you who I am

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