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

Nigga let's get dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty,
I'ma let my pump go early, from Thursday to
o'clock in the morning
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
the shit down now so I can catch it
I'm gon' catch it, catch it, it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We done had you a shower, one-five-one, no raw
I'm them drawers off, takin' charge, play the bar
You dealin' with the right if you want it, you sho' can get some
I ain't come to play, Double-R me to come up to New York and I came

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

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!)

This be the anthem 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 callin' me, still can't believe it
These waited so long
(Shit, me neither)
Should've been I slid right

But I bet you motherfuckers scared
'Cause this start shootouts and club fights
The shit might off tonight
I done seen the and this bitch that I don't like

(He get it)
Ju-ju-just as soon as I fit him
(He get it)
Simple-minded motherfucker have been there
They role is to kill him, Drag what's wrong them?

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

Roll that blunt, smoke blunt
(You stay in the pub)
We gettin' high, gettin' by, me and Pab'
Connectin' like, to a fly, clip to a gun, y'all clip better run
Pick anyone got plenty of it, y'all really don't want it
That's a hit boy, fittin' to love it feel this clip up in yo' stomach, uh

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

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