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

1-2, 1-2, 1-2 (guess raw?)
mothafucker, you know who it is
Ol' Dirty a.k.a. Dirt McGirt
Killin' anything that [x2]
You know time it is
mothafucker.. The Neptunes
Yo 1-2, 1-2 (yeah this shit stop!)

Dirty Bastard]
Plug it up, make ya speakers blow
Party gettin' sniffed up now wit it too
When somethin' in my camp, a wireless amp
High as a ramp, to Wu like stamp
The wet got me damp, pussy than lamp
Moses you don't 'ttempt, I see all fans
I'm too drunk too, now you "Move!"
Coked out in Peru, in like shampoo
Small like snubs, camera to you
like stubs, confidential at the club
Sniff like Rule, I fast Ghost like Wu
Get like tube, burn ya fast food
Appeared in rude, take ya panties off nude
Yes and renewed, big and clued
Bitch I'm loose Lugz, Dirty to the litter bug
you like hugs? I don't like thugs

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

Dirty Bastard]
Aiyo all this shit is from the
Smoke Palmetto, sing like
Carry the Heathrows, of police though
They tried to O. in prison yo!
Had me turned out, drunk is all
I got this money out the stout
I'm a loud mouth, drunk is out
this music on every route
Follow Dirty, I'm the
bitches like trout, get drunk, won't stop
I'm gettin' this money, called honey
Streets of Brooklyn and ain't a damn thing
Have a day sunny, put me in ya tummy
I'm the nigga on the cross burnin' 20
Go me a lookin' good and funny
All you niggaz, is straight crash

[Ol' Dirty
I was checkin' out my melody The Blueprint
Felony, a nuisance, huggin' me and my two
Don't the six takes, never did a mixtape
But rather a chick take but any weather we get cake
I let rats have it, these rap faggots!
Everybody want the kid dead Pat Garrett
I'm a goon, speak a mellow tone
Rock yellow stones, gun longer a broom!
'cause felon on the ride is long due and
Out again like boom, comin' soon
Anything less is uncivilized it tastes mad
I'm a shoot a youth's Sajak, cooler than a
Arubu known to collect, twistin' up haze black
And Backwood on that, hoodrat, I strapped
P.P., don't carry weight
Nigga redhead, fuck chicks if their head straight

[Outro:
you know what time it is
It's new shit
McGirt, Neptunes