Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty B Side

Intro: Dupri

B Side, B side, ha, it
So So Def ... Bad Boy ...
The Notorious BIG in the
We got Da in the house
And me, know who I be
it ...

I got that shit all you niggas just love to to
Funk for your trunk is I provide you
So slide through your hood with me in your
Cause your correct way to get groove on Flossin
I the costs to be the boss as a kid
Fucked around and made some you can't fuck with
They thought luck did it, but it cause I'm back again
Back with the Big and my new-found

[Da
in from the front, never way behind
Niggas wonder how I came with this of mine
Remain in your as I release the clip into yo' hip
Brat and Smalls...

B.I.G.]
Aw, shit!
On top of all that, I'm so, so remarkable,
Flow to you motherfuckers know
Ain't an MC close to touch
Bitches I like to fuck, guns I to bust, so...

(2x): Manuel Seal
Lay on nite, light up the
As we give you motherfuckers what you want

B.I.G.]
I never knew, niggas had a
On who was the of the street
More deep than a Rover jeep, guns under the seat
And my nigga just came from work, release
in my lap, chronic in the air
(Brat: Nigga, pass that like you just don't care)
Yeah, you on my shit list, burns spliffs
when I'm pissed, the Rolex from your wrist
Nigga, no human being, Korean or
be seein' what Big be seein', I 'em peein'
in they draws, because Biggie
Is far from -- Brat-tat-tat, please speak ...
(Brat: Nigga, close eyes, cause you already see
the B-R-A-T)
The raw combination, the destination,
Number one tote a gun with no
with the funkdafied cutie pie
Gat by the thigh, the by her side
If you fuck her you got to fuck with me
And we'll be at your motherfuckin' eulogy, so ...

Jermaine
Brat-tat-tat-tat, please ...

[Da
I got the in my pocket, shit stay locked down
The nigga you know who them platinuim sounds
Now baby Biggie, I done heard that
Didn't nuthin but truth, in the hook B
You're pledging to with a notorious nigga ready to die
jump in the Benz, took me a ride
round the mountain, a left, hit SoSoDef
and told the JD I was the one, fuck the rest
We Funkdafied, it live
Robin Leach a nigga how to really survive
Whether it be or blunt, ain't no need to front
Got what you need, and I take everything you wanted, nigga
We mass, his pimpin' ass, his glass is full of Moet
The is bar-bayed, parkade, B to the R-A, T
Rolling off slow on 17's

Outro: Dupri
Lay back, listen to the
Slide, glide, do you want
Get out lighters
We be the rhyme
Starters ... the heart of College Park,
New York, ... wherever you wanna go