Luyện nghe bài hát Pop SH*T (Dirt McGirt)

1-2, 1-2, 1-2 (guess raw?)
Yeah mothafucker, you who it is
Ol' Dirty a.k.a. Dirt McGirt
Killin' anything that moves
You know what it is
Neptunes mothafucker.. The
Yo 1-2, 1-2 (yeah this don't stop!)

[Ol' Dirty
Plug it up, cocaine make ya blow
Party gettin' sniffed up now wit it too
there's somethin' in my camp, a wireless amp
High as a ramp, to Wu like stamp
The wet got me damp, pussy than lamp
you don't wanna 'ttempt, I see all fans
I'm too drunk too, now you "Move!"
Coked out in Peru, in hair/here shampoo
Small like snubs, to you scrubs
like stubs, confidential at the club
Sniff buds Rule, I fast Ghost like Wu
Get CREAM like tube, ya fast food
in rude, we'll take ya panties off nude
Yes and renewed, big and clued
Bitch I'm loose like Lugz, to the litter bug
Girls you like hugs? I like thugs

[Chorus: (ODB)]
Pop shit, bitch wrong?
Pop shit, nigga wrong?
(Take my it's about to get..) OOH!
(Take my drink about to get..) OOH!
(Me and my niggaz to get...) SUED!
(Me and my about to stop..) YOU!

[Ol' Bastard]
all this shit is from the ghetto
Smoke Palmetto, like Peno
Carry the Heathrows, of police though
They to kill O. in prison yo!
Had me turned out, is all about
I got money pourin' out the stout
I'm a mouth, drunk party is out
Play this on every route
Dirty, I'm the WhiteOut
Catch bitches like trout, get drunk, won't
I'm gettin' this money, gettin' honey
Streets of Brooklyn and a damn thing funny
a day sunny, bitches put me in ya tummy
I'm the nigga on the cross about 20
Go me a bunny lookin' good and
All you niggaz, is straight dummies

[Ol' Dirty
I was out my melody before The Blueprint
Felony, a nuisance, huggin' me and my two
Don't double the six takes, did a mixtape
But a chick take but waste any weather we get cake
I let rats have it, these rap faggots!
Everybody want the kid dead like Pat
I'm a goon, speak a mellow tone
Rock yellow stones, gun longer a broom!
'cause felon on the is long due and soon
Out again like boom, government soon
less is uncivilized like it tastes mad
I'm a a youth's Sajak, cooler than a mayback
Arubu known to collect, twistin' up haze black
And on that, hoodrat, I stay strapped
P.P., don't carry that
Nigga redhead, fuck with chicks if their straight

[Outro:
you know what time it is
It's that new
Dirt McGirt,