Lyrics:
gon' be rockin' when I'm through
Let di bass from di speakers run through ya sneakers
Move both ya feet and run to di beat (ch'yeah)
Come run, run,
A gangster came to see by boy
When I was working nights to pay one more bill
He promised the kid a sweeter life
Said, "Gotta understand it's dog
dirty I do it by myself
With love
I don't look very nice without my skin-on
Electronic B-boy
Moths flutter around head
Rock x-ray goggles
Sucking
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the
City go rushing by
I sit here alone
And I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
I
Illy, and it's all off G.P.s and a PG walk by, beep-beep
Need a freak, skeet, hawk out, big feet on a Jeep
She taught by Weezy F
We be the best, truly
Snatch a kid by the braids, and cut his head off
Rhymes is rugged like burnt buildings in Harlem
The Ol' Dirty Bastard from the Temple of Shaolin
a Dirty Moke Summer
It's a dirty moke
Tell them boys they lil fun up its a dirty moke summer
It's a dirty moke
Tell them boys to hand they funds up it's
and the Geto Boys.
Arsenio Hall, women then were evil toys.
Whisperin' hate inside
My brother's virgin ears.
Trying to hurt but, yo,
We stood amongst
These bitches don't know how to act
Its dirty high tech in my Fanta my nigga
We dont be sippin not act
Rags to riches nigga
High tech
I'm feelin like
It looked so good, your perfect plan
You had to get greedy to be the man
Now you're holding the bag, paying the price
Gonna get burned by the heat
though she average
Dirty muddy in a cup
45 by my gut
My young nigga in a cut
Taking you out for some Jordans
Let's count this money, no rushin'
I'm
dis goofy 4 bengeny for ch dirty glee /
...County time .. I was top hat b4 I hang time /
...( .. can't bumb ch Nigga tape ride'n around police /)
Sinny
of the realest geto boys and girls
So what you waitin on, get your muthafuckin ranks
And your muthafuckin bank, serve your muthafuckin hank
And your dank, I don't
panicked thoughts, damn
Frantic killings constantly, now I'm sought
Wanted, but I give a fuck, fool I'm the hunter not the hunted
Bushwick the name Geto
guy you've met, i'm not on bread like mayonnaise
But i'm really about that chowchow on Po'boys
In love with life, Geto Boys and Toro y Moi
Can't speak
don't want nobody disturbing me
Some other nights
Say I wanna be free all by myself
Some other nights
Say I wanna be alone
Free like a bird
That dirty
Welcome to H Town, yeah
Welcome to H Town, whoa
They say them boy's riding clean
But without the King
What does it really mean
Cup full of lean, got
Put your mic away you play dirty
Put your mic away you play dirty
Play dirty
Like I slipped in mud before the game
And The Coach wouldn't even
Let
(Nigga, we on it, be up by the morning)
You wreck a new bitch wearing panties tho
(Threw out my line) fish up, for sure
(Nigga we eating ya) oughts
and bump Geto Boys
Twisting fingers, throw bankers out the window it's like we sense some danger
I ain't fly by this fall, let you meet your maker
Skinny
secluded and think about the process
Stay submerged, similar to Loch Ness
Surface when the time is right, on my soldier night
Rebel music, Geto Boys in
memory
I do my damn thing everywhere that i be
Rather the BAY, the PDX or the Dirty D
Underground king WICKEDSHIT originator
Chopped up dead bodies in
Im not ah nervous arm shaker i den shot some shit b4 ....just gave my bitch some money now she asking for some mo... I just bought ch couple
patron
Never fall out by money
Cause' we gone' get some more
I'm from the streets, I won't fold
I just live by the code
My double cup is so dirty
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