Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty South - Big Boi

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

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

Right, well, if be a sport I be bein' the wide receiver
That nigga B.I.G will make ya'll niggas
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 almost
Wanted to live the life of Cadillacs, Impalas and
around wit hoes, bustin' nuts in they mouths
Kickin' that same southern
for love off in yo' jaw hoe!

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

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

To my all road traffic got to stop
So the big players off John Freeman Way
Had to find themselves another back to take
'Cause back in the day we was outta
We didn't understand, "Naw nigga, money aint' yours"
That's when me and Big State took an oath and
would we talk, never would we tell
So when pulled up bumpin' "Rock The Bells"
We took what we want and left them as hell

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

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

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

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