Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty South

One to da two da da four
Dem dirty Red Dogs, done hit the
And they got everybody on hands and knees
And they gonna leave until they find them keys

Now if Bill Clinton fronted me some weight
Told me to two, bring him back eight
And I only brought him five and stuck his ass for
Do you that Clampett will sick his goons on me?
See Martail Homes, my claim to fame
That's where I learned my slickest in the dope-d-game
Like my favorite, I call it lemon delight
you lick off all the yellow and you sell the white

Right, well, if pimpin' be a sport I be the wide receiver
That nigga B.I.G will ya'll niggas believers
Sippin' on Cuervo Gold off in the drunk as fuck
Callin' hoes bitches, and smokin' my weed up
When I'm too sober, older, now I'm almost legal
Wanted to live the life of Cadillacs, Impalas and
around wit hoes, bustin' nuts in they mouths
Kickin' same southern slang
for love off in yo' jaw hoe!

See powder you hyper, reefa makes you calm
Cigarettes you cancer, woo woo's make you dumb
you niggas know about the Dirty South?
What you niggas about the Dirty South?

See never did I when I got grown
some pee wee sacks had been done took dis town
See life's a bitch then you out
Why you really got dropped in the Dirty
See in the 3rd grade, is what you told
You was bought, you was
Now they sayin' left some heads cracked
I Jedd Clampett want his money back
See East Atlanta threw this road block

To my all this traffic got to stop
So the big players off John Freeman Way
Had to themselves another back street to take
back in the day we was outta control
We didn't understand, "Naw nigga, that money yours"
That's me and Big State took an oath and sweared
Never would we talk, never would we
So they pulled up bumpin' "Rock The Bells"
We took what we want and left quiet as hell

What you know about the Dirty South?
you niggas know about the Dirty South?

Now that Cobras got tha boys on Delowe on back
Gipp holler at Miss Ann she said they didn't get the
tha black, behind green, behind tha red tint
Dealers breakin' off that blow up for woodchips
A lot of faces ain't around, a lot of folks got
Scatta droppin' G's while that Cristal pop
Been on tha grind with Cool Breeze, droppin' with B
Eric Neat is tha from my century
Mack town keeps growing, old like Charles
Stankin' dem Lincolns in Piedmont Park
Perry Homes to Herndon Homes, to all tha
Adamsville to Pool Creek, shit, just sleep in tha Dirty South

One to da two da three da
Dem dirty Red Dogs, done hit the
And they got everybody on hands and knees
And they ain't gonna until they find them keys

See powder gets you hyper, reefa you calm
Cigarettes you cancer, woo woo's make you dumb
What you niggas know the Dirty South?
What you niggas know the Dirty South?
Hey, hey, the Dirty