Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Stick

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Lil' nigga and bitch
nigga, what? Shit
You got me fucked up, (AB)
We shoot that bitch up (D-Roc)
Ayy, I to God, bitch
Ayy, I this bitch on the other night, they gon' let a shot off behind me
Don't come back to the

What the fuck they talkin' 'bout? They let Lil Top in
Know I had my Glock out as as I walked in
Want you for to off, I'm gon' let it spark then
I pull up with the top down a thirty stick
And shit to distribute

White or blue, too
Demon baby that coupe
Masked down, tryna on you
I it all, that penny too
Bitch, move, I'm put stick on you
That bitch get extensions too
and dirty only way to do
Homeless shelter, they be food
can't walk
Come up to this house, shit, they serve her two
Catch him in that North, his ass off
him, put him on the news
Diamonds in my mouth, screamin', off
Bitch, I'm on them and blues
up, could barely chew
Fuck a nigga, him in his ink
Molly came out
Blood in the streets 'til they gone, fuck the
Extinct,
Brains in the street when a nigga fuck with me
Had to leave somethin' up the North
rub off somethin' that thug with me
Bitch, you must think that I'm a or somethin'
Hell the next time that he see me

What the fuck they talkin' 'bout? gon' let Lil Top in
Know I had my out as soon as I walked in
Want you for to mouth off, I'm gon' let it then
I pull up with the top down with a thirty
And shit to distribute

Get you a few, your too
Cock it back and do that
No cases, he too improved
Made it out of school
By high, ain't to point a tool
Niggas I been with 'fore to you
Step on heroin and on fools
Bitch, don't tell me what you do
On Eight, I'ma have 'em waitin' on ya
Get a bitch to build a on him
him stretched out on the state corner
To bury him, mom turned to a state (Broke bitch)
Now you know you did bad
Tryna beef, ain't got no money
Now your family assed out in the inn (With stupid ass)
She see I got that up in me
Now she want me to her in
with my bitch, so how I'm comin'
I want you and your
with a seventy-round drum in
Come out and party in
4KTrey, bitch, you know we the dumbest
Think not? We gon' with somethin' then

What the fuck they talkin' 'bout? They let Lil Top in
Know I had my Glock out as soon as I in
Want you for to mouth off, I'm let it spark then
I pull up with the top down with a thirty
And shit to distribute

Yeah, I'm out these hollows to you and you
In the cut, dawg, that K, boy, and Schedule II
With a dropout his mop out
Tryna murder somethin' all he do, yeah, gang, uh