Lyrics:
America gone plastic
And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth
He's hitching himself way down south
To learn a little black and blues
From old
in a speed trap
Dirty Mary, Crazy Larry, on the run from Dirty Harry
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun I did carry
I'm seeing blue and red
in a speed trap
Dirty Mary, Crazy Larry, on the run from Dirty Harry
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun I did carry
I'm seeing blue and red
thong
She on call on demand like a ringtone
Ever since i was a boy i been a soulja
Was 15 wit dirty harry ina holster
Rats ina hood get ate up by
some fakes in my face so I put them in the past
I swore of the dirty now I'm washing off my hands
Why you acting flirty when you know you got a man
We illuminate
Not Illuminati
So play your part
Before the party
You can call it art
This my dirty laundry
I feel like Dirty Harry
You feeling lucky
shit, these niggas is bitch
Pass me a cigarette quick, shit is finna get thick
Your man'll get split by a brutal and critical hit
With identical dents
the g's
'N' taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese
You got rich 'n' g shits still a part of you
'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do
You
[Intro:]
Dirty Harry is dead [x4]
I'm here to announce that Dirty Harry is dead
Now witness the grudge from his son, Oil Can Harry, the Boss, hahaha
everything comes to an end
So I'mma party to the end, can i finish
Counting ends
I don't drive but I'm in a Benz
She don't lie 'less she with her man
She don't
the coup man cause breakin old habits so hard to do
[Notorious BIG]
Damn it feel good to see people up on it flip 2 keys in 2 weeks n didnt flawlet
my brain
We got a old blanket and a
Torn up copy of a Harry Potter book
We ain't read yet
Gotta broken ashtray with some
Half smoked roaches
We can smell
or pray
Choose love don't nobody owe me a favour
Look, shout Nifty, I don't wanna see you struggle
They do big man, I do cuddles
Felt like I was coasting by
Uh i say old rappers follow me on twitter i don't follow back
You say these niggas ogs i dont see why you call them that
If he the og
And he
they press me sharply
And harry me through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
watch", and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight,
never to old to be afraid
Nine-millis & battle plans both had been drawn
And the traps were all set by Kevin, for John
As two Christmas legends prepared
told (Told)
I'm supposed to be locked up and dead, cold (Cold)
In the mind of an old (He cold) white man, the black man soul
Felt like I was born
soared to new heights by
Literally thinking outside the box
You fell into depression 'cause Spider-Man
Ruined all your plots
At Hollywood's beck and call
smooth and calm and shit was like"
"Where's my bone, nigga?"
"Yo man, yo I'm doin' it God, I'm doin' it, man
I'm sayin', like, no, no, like back in like
serious, niggas wanna know how murderous the Dirty Harry is
When I'm on your front porch with guns about to bust
'Cause
Whether you rap or you don't rap
up my bro
(Hey hold up, how many you want?
I'm finna meet you right there man, by that cut off 78th and Caselin, aight?)
Young nigga still serving
if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by the moonlight,
Watch for me by the moonlight,
I'll come to thee by
they press me sharply
And harry me through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
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