Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty South - Big Boi

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

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

Right, well, if pimpin' be a sport I be bein' the receiver
That B.I.G will make ya'll niggas believers
Sippin' on Cuervo Gold off in the drunk as fuck
Callin' them hoes bitches, and smokin' my up
When I'm too sober, year older, now I'm legal
Wanted to the life of Cadillacs, Impalas and Regals
Fuckin' around wit hoes, bustin' nuts in they
that same southern slang
Lookin' for off in yo' jaw hoe!

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

See did I thank when I got grown
That pee wee sacks had been done took dis town
See a bitch then you figure out
Why you really got dropped in the Dirty
See in the 3rd grade, this is you told
You was bought, you was
Now they sayin' Juice left some cracked
I betcha Jedd want his money back
See East Atlanta threw this road block

To my all this traffic got to stop
So the big time players off John Way
Had to find another back street to take
back in the day we was outta control
We understand, "Naw nigga, that money aint' yours"
That's when me and Big State took an and sweared
Never would we talk, would we tell
So they pulled up bumpin' "Rock The Bells"
We took what we and left them quiet as hell

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

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

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

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