Luyện nghe bài hát Stripes

[Chorus - Young
Run D MC, run D MC, if I'm low key I got that D on me
And nigga we don't care, because nigga life fair
They go for thirty a piece, we sell them by the pair (X2)
Run D MC, run D MC, run D MC, run D MC
And we don't care, because nigga life ain't fair
They go for thirty a piece, we sell them by the pair

[Verse 1 - Gibbs]
Yeah, stay on the grind so how you gone stick up the up man?
357 to the Teeth bitch I you pick up a dental plan
I got that Ochocinco, five for two hundred fifty grand
Drove that heroin straight from New York in my nigga
Excuse me Mr. Officer, I thinking about popping you
So you better not this car, I'm so hot I'm off the thermometer
a threat, I promise you
I won't go back to
Seem every time a nigga try to make a sale
These go back and tell
This here fresh off the scale
White send bricks in an M3
When I'm done breaking down dope
I'ma that shit like a MP
Say they gone me for ten G's
shit don't offend me
A nigga had striped before rap shit
I run D and I MC

[Verse 2 - Young
I don't use a tote, I just pull in the garage
Tony Montana shit, like a mirage
Put the yay on the counter, about the give it a
I whip them two at a time, yeah I menage
Car full of bags, looking I been shopping
across the street, yeah them motherfuckers watching
Oh well, got to eat, why I cook it
This the Cooking Channel, give them something to look at
I been riding all day, that's what my neighbors told me
Six eight for the nine, bitch my might owe me
Riding so dirty, made the bird take a
But when it dried off it was a bird and a