Luyện nghe bài hát Down & Dirty

Yo we dirty, you don't know me bitch

Silkk and mercedes
Mercedes, tru niggaz and dirty
(repeat 2x)

Watch your back I be ridin
Cause I'm known to get down and
Or should I say I'm it, bout it!

See i'm, always sulkin a bad kid
under the mattress, automatic for static
Watch your back when I
'cause i, roll with the tech and will be uncivilized
Hat, like niggaz heard me
I'm known to get down and fuckin
bustas just ain't worthy
I live adn live frightless
I'm in a crowded room, cut the lights off, em back on
I got rings and necklace
check this, hop on the block, nigga
Stop, out my mind, thinkin like a glock nigga
It's a business, ask boz he'll tell ya
Ask p, he'll tell you niggaz, six deep is how us g's
On some gangsta
I'm down to your fuckin door
But I'll spray this shit, ain't feelin
I'm doin it for a
Stop pause for a sec, I'm ridin dirty, guard grill

4x

I'm on some beamer 740 shit, retarded shit
rum bacardi shit
When I bust, niggaz run, 'cause they know, I hardly
Potnas be ever since I first made it
I'm bad like a first
Face like a grader
I'm on some shit that'll the niggaz wanna jump out the game
I'm down to act bad, dude I got through, to make some
By any means me dream is on the triple
Schemes twice a week to get my of my cream
Y'all ain't feelin, how I do it, how I won it
If you did it, I done done it, I count less than hundred
Got one of my retaliatin, till we all fall
I'm out the supersport, bumpin, dumpin on all

4x

Nigga, I'm dirty, like u.g.k. homes
If you respect the fact that I'm strapped, keep your ass at home
I'd rather be in the pen, more the motherfuckin grave
And have my picture on the news, instead of the motherfuckin page
I'm tru nigga! so act like me to the
I gots my finger on trigga, and you know I'm ready to pull it
C and silkk, to bustin and that ass
Don't try to me boy, we leave you layin up in a body bag
With p dog, the of no limit
my label bitch, so I gots to represent it
Like, luther king, I gotta dream
To be a, multi-millionaire, make hits and stack
With tru on my back and my arm
Don't bury me a g, I plan to live long
Much love to my homes, dead and in the
Reminiscin, pour our 40's, and smoke mad
Straight out the gutter, g-blood
Silkk, c-murder, tru, down and
We run this