Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Stick

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Lil' nigga and that
nigga, what? Shit
You got me fucked up, (AB)
We shoot that bitch up (D-Roc)
Ayy, I to God, bitch
Ayy, I shoot bitch on the other night, they gon' let a shot off behind me
Don't come to the North

What the fuck they 'bout? They gon' let Lil Top in
I had my Glock out as soon as I walked in
Want you for to mouth off, I'm gon' let it spark
I pull up the top down with a thirty stick
And some to distribute

White or blue, too
Demon baby inside coupe
Masked down, step on you
I want it all, that too
Bitch, move, I'm put stick on you
That bitch get extra too
and dirty only way to do
Homeless shelter, they be food
Mama can't
Come up to house, shit, they gon' serve her two
him in that North, take his ass off
Fuck him, put him on the
Diamonds in my mouth, screamin', off
Bitch, I'm on them white and
Bootin' up, could barely
Fuck a nigga, him in his ink
Molly came out
Blood in the 'til they gone, fuck the stink
Extinct,
Brains left in the street when a fuck with me
Had to leave somethin' up the North
Tryna rub off that thug with me
Bitch, you must think that I'm a or somethin'
Hell the next that he gon' see me

the fuck they talkin' 'bout? They gon' let Lil Top in
Know I had my Glock out as as I walked in
you for to mouth off, I'm gon' let it spark then
I pull up the top down with a thirty stick
And some to distribute

Get you a few, mammy too
Cock it and do that dude
No cases, he too improved
it out of middle school
By high, ain't to point a tool
Niggas I been 'fore introduced to you
on heroin and step on fools
Bitch, don't tell me you gon' do
On that Eight, I'ma have 'em on ya
Get a to build a case on him
Leave him stretched out on the corner
To him, mom turned to a state loner (Broke bitch)
Now you know you did bad
Tryna beef, ain't got no money
Now your family out in the inn (With your stupid ass)
She see I got shit up in me
Now she want me to her in
with my bitch, so how I'm comin'
I want you and friend
with a seventy-round drum in
Come out and party in
4KTrey, bitch, you know we the dumbest
Think not? We fuck with somethin' then

What the fuck they talkin' They gon' let Lil Top in
I had my Glock out as soon as I walked in
Want you for to mouth off, I'm gon' let it spark
I pull up the top down with a thirty stick
And shit to distribute

Yeah, I'm out these hollows to you and you
In the cut, dawg, K, boy, and that Schedule II
a dropout with his mop out
Tryna murder somethin' all he do, yeah, gang, uh