Lyrics:
Well now that's the situation
What are you gonna do
Cause death squads run Colombia
And they're paid by me and you
We can let Coke run the world
the cops showed up, talkin bout an anonymous tip
They got the dirty cookers and the pure uncooked
Took me and my attorneys hell just to get me one L
With
the isolated ones
We're gonna run, run, run, get my loaded gun
Bel Air mannequin's too good for me
It walked by as if I was a bum kicking
My can across
on me
I like my double cup dirty just like my bitch (like my bitch)
Private estate, the birds are chirpin' 'round the crib
Now I cannot fit no more
keep spreading
all these types of shit about me yeah
but im rolling on while you are stuck
Ref
I don’t understand do you get of on this
whispering
to entertain
so why the hell you hating me
You think it's easy and overnight we became
stars on TV
we put our backs into this hands dirty and our elbows greasy
before, I don't need any more
Who's that boy, making apologies?
So not accepted, unexpected
No way!
Take a seat, shut up and by the way get rid
dead stopped in dirty Tucson heat
We crane our necks to get a glimpse, and ride on by while I nurse defeat
Nurse defeat
It's that same old sinking
As despair filled the air
And a think black shadow haunts the sky
The get it boys look on and hear old dreams cry
Facing a damn dirty villain
throw a studder in my
Step like a hiccup
Niggas on the corner testing me
Like a piss cup
My piss ain't dirty hope they
Know that my gun is
Child out
Man huh, just shock rock man
Uh it's going down, for the 2000
E.S.G., and my partna Big Moe
Say, we want the whole Dirty 3rd to do this with us
the rhythm
To turn water into wine
Who's got the rhythm
Are you so divine
And if the road gets dirty you gonna
Change your shoes
'cause white is your color
all the girl just by repeating the name of the song
You think you're getting off easy
But you're barely getting along
Playing harder to get
Time
by the scrotum
Get locked in jail run a block sell open
Mind went to jail I get dro el's roll 'em
Rookie nigga clippin' niggas like L Odom
I got
three
My hairline's disappearing, and I never get ID'd
My clothes are out of fashion, no I'm not cool anymore
In the bed by ten o'clock each night,
In the desert we get sunburned. Tally up our losses by a broken down car. We're surprised we got this far. What will your parents think? You gave up
tryna do me dirty but really doe I dunno wahum 2 dem
My n*ggas like the shower posse they’ll pull up and give them a cleanse (ouuu)
Pull up and they’ll
things
I can get you anything
Just call my name and I'll be there by the count of three
I'm the gas to ya fire and I'm gonna take you higher
And you'll
dirty politicians, lawyers, cops gon get handled. Let’s address this. Liberate the freedom fighters, end the private prison game, grant the Native
are a blessing to whole man kind, who no get sense na him go waste your time
I say badman go Dey for you, badman go Dey for you yeah
Badman go Dey for
and fame,
so I, pop a few like rush what's the penalty,
get shot by mandoza dude's accused of a felony,
so I'll, take a piss and eat every diss,
and still
of my feet
Don't you ever take a chance yeah take a chance yeah
Nobody on the surface man can do it how I do it
I can see that you influenced
By
brain's cracking, cause this week I'm weak, need a beak firstly
I want a brake to break my wired beard, cause it's dirty
I think I'm so much differently
Contemplating if love is a fraud
Times where I was done dirty, no remorse
Well, I know that it ain't by force
There's so many stuff I wanna explore
Without you, I
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