Luyện nghe bài hát Low Down Dirty

Verse one: ya}

Goin' for it all I to ball fall
So give me some chip's, I a
Motherfuckin' on my hip,
I'm pissed, ain't shakin'
Shit's like before once again
I'm on the up bro.
Called yella out his
Man, we got to make
tec off infaret
Then we shit shake, act a donkey
Dressed junkies, gettin' word on the bird's
Where they flyin', I'm a you if you lyin'
His gave me the urge to want me take
What you got, give me yo yae, me yo ring's
And yo boulevard watch, why you at take
Link of yo neck, put it in my bag the key's
To yo jag, I got to get yo gun's out yo attic
Don't try to test my nut's and me use the automatic
I rat a tat it, on yo ass daddy ya duck
When you see a nigga pluck,
Bullets, at yo dome,
Bitch, you should have knew you run from the chrome

It's best ya scram 'cause I'm a
I'm on 'em
I'm actin' a donkey on 'em
I'm gettin' low down and dirty the dirty thirty
Ya see I'm in yo hood and my nose dirty

Verse {tec-9}

We be dumpin' on corner's
what it be like,
Nigga be all night to keep they grip tight
Everybody I'm a fool on the come up move
My baby boy new shoes
So what the am I to do
a nigga how I act a ass on the trigger
Fully automatic m-11
So how you figure that I'm the nigga to fuck
Graduated from slangin' yae to dope shit
dollars a bag is what I'm givin'
Ak's, two twenty three's, momma still
tellin' me the rent's due
Big brother doin' called to tell me
It's all on u, I became a man before my
on my mind, I'm now hustlin'
To pay bill's and make mine
Now I'm up in that game livin' day for day
I got reason's to and reason's to stay
To see the finer thing's in
Maybe get myself a wife, and down
But all these dope keep comin' around
What ya could it be they all want to see the
Nigga the fiyah out that 1-2-3!
me the capital, white natural
Bullet dropper, I run with nigga's
Who give a fuck and carry chopper's
I got to it daddy, I'm on the come up
Label me black connection 2-2-6! we up
How ya rock's, keep them snap's in yo pocket
'cause I see the po-po's, know them hoes
Tryin' to keep a nigga
But I'm a hound, I to do it to my own kind
But ain't love, if you mine
Lyin' and behind, say what's up to
My nine milli settin' of somethin'
Now me what ya wanna do 'cause
I'm on 'em! bitch!

Third verse: {yella

I'm loaded got my double now
It's time to shop
I'm aimin' for the I'm gonna make
drop the ground
I'm a buck 'em with them double shot's
I be's after a a nigga de knock's upon the front door
I'm a play it smooth, wipe the floor
The cracked, I kicked it in and let both shoot's go
Three nigga's bangin' up all them clown's hit the
I found the cah in a trash bag stash
I the coke and out the back
I made a swift
Hopped in my hoptie uptown
I ditched the body so it let the shell's found
My criminal thought as I got closer to the bus
No question's ask I my dog
take a fuckin' vacation
I got to run and the fuck the city blue's
Ya bitch!

{till the end}