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 it the dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty
Dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, R

Nigga get dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty
let my pump go early, from Thursday to Thursday
Eight in the morning
why we go out on a cop on my corner, yes uh

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

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

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

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

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

This gon' be the anthem for the
(Yeah)
Code of the
(Yeah)
it in the streets
(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)
it in the streets
(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, to be the toughest in the club niggaz
Watch out, motherfucker say somethin' I'll, I'll you up
Tie ya ass to the back of a truck and just leave, uh
You a waste of slug
And I told the motherfucker I'd get him, so

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

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

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

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 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!)

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

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

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

They must be crazy and
Do I speak my slang, got a big chain
They say that was bad but I'ma you what this heavy 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 that
(You stay in the pub)
We gettin' high, by, me and Petey Pab'
Connectin' like, shit to a fly, clip to a gun, y'all better run
Pick anyone got plenty of it, y'all niggaz really don't it
That's a hit boy, y'all fittin' to 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!)

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

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