Luyện nghe bài hát Dirrty

Everybody, everybody, everybody,
We call it the 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 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 'cause Petey threw me a bone
So I fetch it, fetch it
Me and Petey make you follow
Put the gun in his mouth, him swallow

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

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

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

This 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!)

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

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

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

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

We had you a strong shower, one-five-one, no raw
I'm whoopin' drawers off, takin' charge, play the bar
You with the right one; if you want it, you sho' can get some
I ain't come to play, 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, whether you like it or not
Me and Drag got this thang on lock and we to change the game
I'ma bring the rain, I'ma 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)
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 anthem for the
(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
motherfuckers waited so long
(Shit, me neither)
Should've been like I slid

But I bet you motherfuckers were
'Cause this shit shootouts and club fights
The shit might jump off
I done seen the nigga and this bitch that I like

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

They be crazy and deranged
Do I my ghetto slang, got a big chain
They say that was bad but show you what this heavy metal bring
That's how I settle things like y'all want, what y'all want?
(You motherfuckers want none)

Roll that blunt, that blunt
(You stay in the pub)
We gettin' high, gettin' by, me and Pab'
Connectin' like, shit to a fly, clip to a gun, clip better run
Pick got plenty of it, y'all niggaz 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)
it in the streets
(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)

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