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Letra actual de la canción
(feat. Bun B)<br /><br />We gon take it from the bottom (M-I-A-M-I to Houston!!)<br />H-town! Pitbull, Bun B..<br />My dogg Demi, keep ya head up, I gotchu, I promise!<br />All my chicos, I gotchu, I promise!<br />Miami, I gotchu, I promise!! I'ma take over this bitch! I promise!!<br />So get ready mothafuckaz, this is not a game!! (Eeeeeeeyooooouuu!!!!!)<br /><br />[Verse 1] (Pitbull)<br />I'm from the dirty dirty, where a lot of these cats mix the weed<br />With the coke and blow dirty, we're off the chain meng<br />Rap game, crack game, cut it, cook it, chop it, record it<br />Album shop it, its all the same thang<br />Y'all look at these blue skies and think paradise<br />I look at these blue skies, and think what a disguise<br />That's why its called the "Magic City", it's a treat to your eyes<br />Cross the bridge and it'll fuck with ya mind<br />Word of advice don't follow the streets, follow the signs<br />Cuz the last thing you wanna do is get lost, cause it might just cost ya life<br />Y'all heard about the smash-&-grabs<br />so watch where you put the map on the dash<br />cause they might end up clapping ya ass<br />Why you think the traffic lights, they blink at late night<br />They don't want you to stop cause the streets'll be filled wit red stripes<br />Like Jamaican beer, we fry 'em like bacon here<br />yo life'll get taken here, I just thought I should make it clear! Yeah!!<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Everything we do is dirty!!!!<br />We pull up in the drop, it's dirty!!<br />We pound that twat, dirty!!<br />Miami!!!, we're dirty!<br />Where they lace 'em, roll 'em, smoke 'em and blow 'em dirty!<br />Guns they hold 'em, if they clean dogg, we make 'em dirty!<br />[Repeat 2x]<br /><br />[Verse 2] (Bun B)<br />Straight up outta Texas, the reckless, PA to be exact<br />Where the streets is cutthroat and fiends kill you for a G of crack<br />8 g's and cadillacs, chevys cut on the deltas<br />might swang up on ya then hurt ya, nobody here gon help ya<br />2000 heltah skelta, talking bout families and killers<br />vicious like silver-back guerillas see then peel ya<br />niggaz down here ain't tryna feel ya, see ya, hear ya, know ya<br />serve ya, for ya or for ya (Feel it!!!)<br />You pussy niggaz been hatin on us for too long<br />So we finna prove you wrong, teach you hoes a new song (thats whats up)<br />Cuz the time is now (now), the place is here (here)<br />I could smell you scared nigga, I could taste your fear<br />Go make it clear and move the smoke outta yo eyes<br />So that when everything go down, it won't be no kind of surprise<br />And I got no time for yo lies (No time for lies!!), save 'em for peter<br />Just remember my name, I'm facing my heater (BITCH!), let's get it dirty!<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Everything we do is dirty!!!!<br />We pull up in the drop, it's dirty!!<br />We pound that twat, dirty!!<br />Miami!!!, we're dirty!<br />Where they lace 'em, roll 'em, smoke 'em and blow 'em dirty!<br />Guns they hold 'em, if they clean dogg, we make 'em dirty!<br />[Repeat 2x]<br /><br />[Verse 3] (Pitbull)<br />These boys from the bottom are obsessed with old school chevys<br />We call 'em verts and donks, some we call box chevys<br />Seven-duece, seven-trey, seven-four, seven-five<br />M-I-A-M-I till I die, 3-0-5!!!<br />Candy paint and leather, they don't fuck wit nothing but dubs or better<br />Y'all call 'em street sweepers, we call 'em choppers<br />Cuz when the bullets spit they spin like helicopters<br />This city's filled with crooked coppers and crooked doctors<br />So how could these streets not be filled with crooked bitches<br />and niggaz cocaine cooking brick flipping bitches trippin for figures<br />This Cuban has seen it, heard about it and lived it<br />that's why I spit it so vivid, you got it, I want it, you give it<br />This is for everybody in county, TGK, Metro West and Stockade<br />Doing time<br />And if you got more than 365<br />and you're up the road rep MIA with pride, That's right!!!<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Everything we do is dirty!!!!<br />We pull up in the drop, it's dirty!!<br />We pound that twat, dirty!!<br />Miami!!!, we're dirty!<br />Where they lace 'em, roll 'em, smoke 'em and blow 'em dirty!<br />Guns they hold 'em, if they clean dogg, they make 'em dirty!<br />[Repeat 2x]
Letra nueva de la canción
(feat. Bun B)<br /><br />We gon take it from the bottom (M-I-A-M-I to Houston!!)<br />H-town! Pitbull, Bun B..<br />My dogg Demi, keep ya head up, I gotchu, I promise!<br />All my chicos, I gotchu, I promise!<br />Miami, I gotchu, I promise!! I'ma take over this bitch! I promise!!<br />So get ready mothafuckaz, this is not a game!! (Eeeeeeeyooooouuu!!!!!)<br /><br />[Verse 1] (Pitbull)<br />I'm from the dirty dirty, where a lot of these cats mix the weed<br />With the coke and blow dirty, we're off the chain meng<br />Rap game, crack game, cut it, cook it, chop it, record it<br />Album shop it, its all the same thang<br />Y'all look at these blue skies and think paradise<br />I look at these blue skies, and think what a disguise<br />That's why its called the "Magic City", it's a treat to your eyes<br />Cross the bridge and it'll fuck with ya mind<br />Word of advice don't follow the streets, follow the signs<br />Cuz the last thing you wanna do is get lost, cause it might just cost ya life<br />Y'all heard about the smash-&-grabs<br />so watch where you put the map on the dash<br />cause they might end up clapping ya ass<br />Why you think the traffic lights, they blink at late night<br />They don't want you to stop cause the streets'll be filled wit red stripes<br />Like Jamaican beer, we fry 'em like bacon here<br />yo life'll get taken here, I just thought I should make it clear! Yeah!!<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Everything we do is dirty!!!!<br />We pull up in the drop, it's dirty!!<br />We pound that twat, dirty!!<br />Miami!!!, we're dirty!<br />Where they lace 'em, roll 'em, smoke 'em and blow 'em dirty!<br />Guns they hold 'em, if they clean dogg, we make 'em dirty!<br />[Repeat 2x]<br /><br />[Verse 2] (Bun B)<br />Straight up outta Texas, the reckless, PA to be exact<br />Where the streets is cutthroat and fiends kill you for a G of crack<br />8 g's and cadillacs, chevys cut on the deltas<br />might swang up on ya then hurt ya, nobody here gon help ya<br />2000 heltah skelta, talking bout families and killers<br />vicious like silver-back guerillas see then peel ya<br />niggaz down here ain't tryna feel ya, see ya, hear ya, know ya<br />serve ya, for ya or for ya (Feel it!!!)<br />You pussy niggaz been hatin on us for too long<br />So we finna prove you wrong, teach you hoes a new song (thats whats up)<br />Cuz the time is now (now), the place is here (here)<br />I could smell you scared nigga, I could taste your fear<br />Go make it clear and move the smoke outta yo eyes<br />So that when everything go down, it won't be no kind of surprise<br />And I got no time for yo lies (No time for lies!!), save 'em for peter<br />Just remember my name, I'm facing my heater (BITCH!), let's get it dirty!<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Everything we do is dirty!!!!<br />We pull up in the drop, it's dirty!!<br />We pound that twat, dirty!!<br />Miami!!!, we're dirty!<br />Where they lace 'em, roll 'em, smoke 'em and blow 'em dirty!<br />Guns they hold 'em, if they clean dogg, we make 'em dirty!<br />[Repeat 2x]<br /><br />[Verse 3] (Pitbull)<br />These boys from the bottom are obsessed with old school chevys<br />We call 'em verts and donks, some we call box chevys<br />Seven-duece, seven-trey, seven-four, seven-five<br />M-I-A-M-I till I die, 3-0-5!!!<br />Candy paint and leather, they don't fuck wit nothing but dubs or better<br />Y'all call 'em street sweepers, we call 'em choppers<br />Cuz when the bullets spit they spin like helicopters<br />This city's filled with crooked coppers and crooked doctors<br />So how could these streets not be filled with crooked bitches<br />and niggaz cocaine cooking brick flipping bitches trippin for figures<br />This Cuban has seen it, heard about it and lived it<br />that's why I spit it so vivid, you got it, I want it, you give it<br />This is for everybody in county, TGK, Metro West and Stockade<br />Doing time<br />And if you got more than 365<br />and you're up the road rep MIA with pride, That's right!!!<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Everything we do is dirty!!!!<br />We pull up in the drop, it's dirty!!<br />We pound that twat, dirty!!<br />Miami!!!, we're dirty!<br />Where they lace 'em, roll 'em, smoke 'em and blow 'em dirty!<br />Guns they hold 'em, if they clean dogg, they make 'em dirty!<br />[Repeat 2x]
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