Luyện nghe bài hát Low Down Dirty

Verse one: ya}

Goin' for it all I want to fall
So give me some chip's, I a
Motherfuckin' on my hip,
I'm pissed, nothin' shakin'
slow like before once again
I'm on the up bro.
yella out his house
Man, we got to make
tec off infaret
Then we make shit shake, act a
Dressed like junkies, gettin' on the bird's
Where they flyin', I'm a kill you if you
His cousin gave me the urge to want me
you got, give me yo yae, give me yo ring's
And yo watch, why you at take that
Link of yo neck, put it in my bag the key's
To yo jag, I got to get yo gun's out yo attic
Don't try to my nut's and make me use the automatic
I rat a tat it, on yo ass daddy ya duck
you see a nigga pluck, boo-koo
Bullets, at yo dome,
Bitch, you should have knew you couldn't run the chrome

It's best ya scram I'm a champion
I'm on 'em
I'm actin' a donkey on 'em
I'm gettin' low down and dirty with the thirty
Ya see I'm in yo neighbored hood and my dirty

Verse two:

We be dumpin' on corner's
what it be like,
Nigga be hangin' all to keep they grip tight
Everybody know I'm a on the come up move
My boy need's new shoes
So what the am I to do
Show a how I act a ass on the trigger
automatic m-11 nigga
So how you figure that I'm the nigga to fuck
Graduated from slangin' yae to dope shit
dollars a bag is what I'm givin'
Ak's, two twenty three's, momma livin'
Momma tellin' me the due
Big brother five called to tell me
all on u, I became a man before my time
It's on my mind, I'm now
To pay bill's and still mine
Now I'm caught up in that game day for day
I got reason's to and reason's to stay
To see the finer thing's in
Maybe get myself a wife, and settle
But all these dope fiend's keep comin'
What ya got? could it be they all to see the
Nigga the fiyah out that 1-2-3!
Call me the capital, natural
Bullet lyrical dropper, I run nigga's
Who give a fuck and carry chopper's
I got to have it daddy, I'm on the up
Label me black 2-2-6! we blowin' up
How ya dealin' rock's, keep them in yo pocket
'cause I see the po-po's, y'all know them
Tryin' to keep a down
But I'm a hound, I to do it to my own kind
But love, if you takin' mine
Lyin' and behind, say what's up to
My milli settin' of somethin' silly
Now tell me what ya do 'cause
I'm on 'em! bitch!

Third {yella boy}

I'm loaded got my double now
It's time to rock
I'm aimin' for the dome I'm gonna
Everybody drop the
I'm a buck 'em with them double shot's
I be's after a bitch a nigga de knock's the front door
I'm a play it smooth, then the floor
The cracked, I kicked it in and let both shoot's go
Three nigga's bangin' up all clown's hit the floor
I found the cah in a trash bag stash
I count's the and out the back
I made a swift
in my hoptie headed uptown
I ditched the body so it wouldn't let the shell's
My criminal as I got closer to the bus station
No question's ask I my dog
Let's take a vacation
I got to run and the money the city blue's
Ya bitch!

Chorus {till the