Luyện nghe bài hát Low Down Dirty

Verse one: ya}

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

It's best ya 'cause I'm a champion
I'm on 'em
I'm a motherfuckin' donkey on 'em
I'm gettin' low down and dirty with the dirty
Ya see I'm in yo neighbored and my nose dirty

Verse {tec-9}

We be dumpin' on corner's
what it be like,
Nigga be hangin' all night to keep grip tight
Everybody know I'm a fool on the come up
My baby boy need's new
So the fuck am I to do
Show a how I act a ass on the trigger
Fully m-11 nigga
So how you figure I'm the nigga to fuck with
Graduated from slangin' yae to dope shit
Twenty dollars a bag is what I'm
Ak's, two twenty three's, momma livin'
Momma tellin' me the due
Big doin' five called to tell me
It's all on u, I became a man my time
on my mind, I'm now hustlin'
To pay bill's and make mine
Now I'm caught up in that game day for day
I got reason's to leave and reason's to
To see the finer thing's in
get myself a wife, and settle down
But all these dope fiend's keep around
What ya could it be they all want to see the
Nigga with the fiyah out 1-2-3!
Call me the capital, white
lyrical dropper, I run with nigga's
Who don't give a fuck and carry
I got to it daddy, I'm on the come up
Label me connection 2-2-6! we blowin' up
How ya dealin' rock's, keep them snap's in yo
'cause I see the po-po's, y'all them hoes
Tryin' to keep a nigga
But I'm a hound, I hate to do it to my own
But ain't love, if you takin'
Lyin' think and behind, say up to
My milli settin' of somethin' silly
Now tell me ya wanna do 'cause
I'm on 'em! bitch!

verse: {yella boy}

I'm got my double shot now
It's time to shop
I'm aimin' for the dome I'm make
Everybody drop the
I'm a buck 'em down with them double
I be's after a bitch a nigga de knock's upon the door
I'm a play it smooth, then the floor
The door cracked, I it in and let both shoot's go
Three nigga's bangin' up all clown's hit the floor
I the cah in a glass trash bag stash
I the coke and out the back
I a swift dash
Hopped in my headed uptown
I ditched the body so it let the shell's found
My criminal thought as I got to the bus station
No ask I call my dog
Let's a fuckin' vacation
I got to run and the money the city blue's
Ya bitch!

{till the end}