Luyện nghe bài hát Low Down Dirty

Verse {lil' ya}

Goin' for it all I to ball fall
So give me some chip's, I a
Motherfuckin' on my hip,
I'm pissed, nothin' shakin'
Shit's slow before once again
I'm on the up bro.
Called out his house
Man, we got to make
tec off infaret
Then we make shake, act a donkey
like junkies, gettin' word on the bird's
Where they flyin', I'm a you if you lyin'
His cousin gave me the urge to want me
What you got, give me yo yae, give me yo
And yo watch, why you at take that
of yo neck, put it in my bag with the key's
To yo jag, I got to get yo out yo fuckin' attic
Don't try to test my nut's and me use the automatic
I rat a tat it, on yo ass daddy make ya
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 'cause I'm a
I'm on 'em
I'm actin' a motherfuckin' on 'em
I'm gettin' low down and dirty with the dirty
Ya see I'm in yo neighbored hood and my nose

Verse {tec-9}

We be on corner's like
what it be like,
Nigga be all night to keep they grip tight
Everybody know I'm a on the come up move
My boy need's new shoes
So the fuck am I to do
Show a how I act a ass on the trigger
Fully m-11 nigga
So how you figure I'm the nigga to fuck with
Graduated from slangin' yae to dope shit
Twenty a bag is what I'm givin'
Ak's, two twenty three's, still livin'
Momma tellin' me the due
Big brother doin' five to tell me
It's all on u, I a man before my time
It's on my mind, I'm now
To pay bill's and still make
Now I'm caught up in game livin' day for day
I got reason's to leave and reason's to
To see the finer thing's in
Maybe get myself a wife, and down
But all these dope fiend's comin' around
What ya got? it be they all want to see the
Nigga with the out that 1-2-3!
me the capital, white natural
Bullet dropper, I run with nigga's
Who don't give a 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 them hoes
Tryin' to keep a nigga
But I'm a hound, I to do it to my own kind
But love, if you takin' mine
think and behind, say what's up to
My nine milli settin' of somethin'
Now tell me what ya wanna do
I'm on 'em! bitch!

verse: {yella boy}

I'm loaded got my double now
It's time to shop
I'm aimin' for the I'm gonna make
Everybody the ground
I'm a buck 'em down with double shot's
I after a bitch a nigga de knock's upon the front door
I'm a play it smooth, then wipe the
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 glass bag stash
I count's the coke and out the
I a swift dash
Hopped in my hoptie uptown
I ditched the so it wouldn't let the shell's found
My thought as I got closer to the bus station
No question's ask I my dog
take a fuckin' vacation
I got to run and the money the city blue's
Ya bitch!

{till the end}