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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 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 bust they gun niggaz
mugged, supposed to be the toughest in the club niggaz
Watch out, motherfucker say I'll, I'll fuck you up
Tie ya ass to the of a pick-up truck and just leave, uh
You a of good slug
And I the motherfucker I'd get him, so what?

It ain't you hot
It like we got work, meet me at yo' block
It like we won't come through
And take any thing 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 come to play, Double-R told me to come up to New York and I came

told me to write tonight and God dammit we doin' our thang
Dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty whether you it or not
Me and Drag got this on lock and we about to change the game
I'ma bring the rain, bring the pain, I'ma 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)
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)

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

Drag, I can't lean lean this motherfuckin' too hot
This shit keep callin' me, can't believe it
These waited so long
(Shit, me neither)
been 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 bitch that I 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 kill him, Drag what's wrong with

must be crazy and deranged
Do I speak my slang, got a big chain
say that 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 niggaz in the pub)
We high, gettin' by, me and Petey Pab'
like, shit to a fly, clip to a gun, y'all clip better run
Pick anyone got plenty of it, y'all niggaz don't want it
That's a hit boy, y'all fittin' to love it feel 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!)

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!)