Luyện nghe bài hát Dirrty

Everybody, everybody, everybody,
We it the dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty
Dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, R
(Double R)
Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody,
And we call it the dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty,
Dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, R

let's get dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty
I'ma let my pump go early, from Thursday to
Eight o'clock in the
why we go out on a cop on my corner, yes uh

Gimme Lex', I'm gonna exit
So I can pull up outta here, we
Slow the shit down now so I can it
I'm gon' catch it, catch it, it

Play it to the band 'cause Petey threw me a bone
So I fetch it, fetch it
Me and Petey Pablo make you
Put the gun in his mouth, him swallow

Do a like, Diallo
I I'm warm but now it's time to get wa-arm!
Now it's time to turn up, up, y'all niggaz best to be go-one!
Left his head to be lo-long from the day I was born

Pop like popcorn, s-s-stutter like
Y'all motherfuckers ain't shit like a butter knife
That just don't cut right
On my block all we hear is woop woop, niggaz time to run

Grab your guns beef with me and Petey P. hide your sons
Double-R
Let me this shit down before y'all make us spit rounds
Murder your block then town, nigga!

This be the anthem for the clubs
(Yeah)
of the thugs
(Yeah)
Ripped it in the
(Yeah)

Loved in the
(Yeah)
Who am I?
(A Ryder)
Who am I?
(MR. Carolina!)

This gon' be the for the clubs
(Yeah)
Code of the
(Yeah)
Ripped it in the
(Yeah)

in the slums
(Yeah)
Who am I?
(A Ryder)
Who am I?
(MR. Carolina!)

So, tired, so-called drug thugs bust they gun niggaz
Mean mugged, supposed to be the toughest in the niggaz
Watch out, motherfucker say I'll, I'll fuck you up
Tie ya ass to the back of a pick-up and just leave, uh
You a waste of good
And I told the I'd get him, so what?

It ain't you hot
It like we got work, meet me at yo' block
It ain't like we come through
And any motherfuckin' thing you do got

We had you a strong shower, one-five-one, no raw
I'm whoopin' them drawers off, takin' charge, the bar
You dealin' with the one; if you want it, you sho' can get some
I come to play, Double-R told me to come up to New York and I came

Drag-on told me to write tonight and God dammit we our thang
Dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty whether you it or not
Me and Drag got this thang on and we about to change the game
I'ma the rain, I'ma bring the pain, I'ma bring the wood and the grain
Get with ya motherfuckin' five-dollar ass, huh, 'fore I make change

This gon' be the for the clubs
(Yeah)
of the thugs
(Yeah)
Ripped it in the
(Yeah)

Loved in the
(Yeah)
Who am I?
(A Ryder)
Who am I?
(MR. Carolina!)

This gon' be the for the clubs
(Yeah)
of the thugs
(Yeah)
Ripped it in the
(Yeah)

in the slums
(Yeah)
Who am I?
(A Ryder)
Who am I?
(MR. Carolina!)

Drag, I can't lean lean this track too hot
This shit keep me, still can't believe it
These waited so long
(Shit, me neither)
Should've been I slid right

But I bet you motherfuckers were
'Cause this shit start and club fights
The shit might jump off
I done seen the nigga and this bitch that I don't

(He get it)
Ju-ju-just just-just-just as as I fit him
(He get it)
Simple-minded motherfucker shouldn't have been
They role is to him, Drag what's wrong with them?

must be crazy and deranged
Do I speak my ghetto slang, got a big
They say was bad but I'ma show you what this heavy metal bring
That's how I settle things like what y'all want, y'all want?
(You don't want none)

Roll that blunt, smoke that
(You stay in the pub)
We gettin' high, gettin' by, me and Pab'
Connectin' like, shit to a fly, clip to a gun, y'all clip run
Pick anyone got plenty of it, y'all niggaz really want it
That's a hit boy, y'all to love it feel this clip up in yo' stomach, uh

This gon' be the for the clubs
(Yeah)
of the thugs
(Yeah)
Ripped it in the
(Yeah)

Loved in the
(Yeah)
Who am I?
(A Ryder)
Who am I?
(MR. Carolina!)

gon' be the anthem for the clubs
(Yeah)
Code of the
(Yeah)
Ripped it in the
(Yeah)

in the slums
(Yeah)
Who am I?
(A Ryder)
Who am I?
(MR. Carolina!)