Luyện nghe bài hát Ol Dirty's Back

Sup? go
(Yo Snoop Dogg, yo Dre, yo Too
and the motherfucking Click)
Nuff respect to the West
(Duh, duh, duh)

Yo, Ol' Dirty Bastard coming
Know what I'm saying? I got the East
Locked the fuck down, my shit, nigga
(Dirty, Dirty, Dirty, Brooklyn)

Shit is real in the field
I watched niggaz get spilled over five dollar bills
And drug deals on the real
See a nigga get meals and his get him killed

In this American dream to get some
You're a Beem and your face in magazines
12 O'Clock maintains in the
the Pain to smokin' Method, main

It's not all about the fame, ass dames
Get a gold record and you
And for the niggaz sellin'
You're too

people lives ain't the same
And that's the Tale in my
Niggaz is up to no
You watch em in them hoods

I always thought livin' life was
Go to school, get a job, yo it be me
So instead, I my bed
My momma got fed, and now a nigga livin' a dread

My best friend, knew him since ten
Nigga feed me cream, let me whip the
Houses all over Texas, lightning gold
He had enough to dress this

Tim suits, girl wearin' fly Gucci boots
Put me on pook
Every morning I awake
Ten G's in my fuckin' face, to the safe

Son run the state, carrying by the weight
Nigga put in the weed gate
And it's ran by Ol'
12 o'clock, my little brother, he keeps it dirty,

all that motherfucking drug selling shit
I wanna see motherfucking lyrics
I wanna hear motherfucking lyrics
up nigga, what?

Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
I got you

I'll rip mics on site you know the
New Jack, this is my City like Snipes
Go fly a kite or somethin', some muffins
I up bad in the town like Charles Bronson

Now set speaker and I'll do you for that reason
12 is no joke I bring wreck through the
Solomon, contend, many more but just
That Joker act you can save for Jack

One two and three, through rap fatigue
In the MC world, is a minor
What you speak, you swear unique
It's just a peek, physique, of an old

Don't expect a project, it's bound to freeze
whole head is stuck and stiff
Next Siamese, I liked rhymes
That's incomplete, again obsolete

I repeat, there's an Easy Street
For niggaz who earned, then learn your
Then you return, as an intelligent, positive,
Not an negative Lucifer

a tittling gloss of crafted skin
Nothing spring sauce, of the true origin
Who score, the wizard of war
Came in man was a god damn dinosaur

No jungle-like living, from the Blue Lagoon
It's not an Animal House, National Lampoon
If you the what, when, why, how
Are you fellas who exempt or to

A fresh MC, will knock you down?
I gets spellbound like a merry-go-round
While I'm freaking, shall I
You a subject, and then you decompose