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and it's hot
A day at the swap meet coppin' a fit
And the whip, get a shower and it's straight to the Strip
Yeah I cruise by passin' slow as molasses
All I

ain't goin' out like Cobain
All I feel is nose pain
Until it numb up, rough my gum up
Paranoid, I got my gun up
Got a ton of it, I'm gonna blow it down

Dirty

Tyler Farr

Redneck Crazy

2013

are ya gonna be
Get your butt in gear
Forget that shower I'll see ya in an hour
Boys now listen here

She likes a greasy ol' ball cap
Beer cans in

we beat niggas have bitchis like god
them boys in that all black y
mouths get wide
an bitches get dumb
and bodies gettin lef in the middle a da club
n

Shit, I’m a ol’ gutter ass boy
I beat your whore to the
Floor out her Christian Dior
Why? Ha, ‘cause I don’t like beef
And if I feel like a nigga

her bout some in n out
Replied close the door behind
Gassed beater Acura completed drive by 
Ritz shuttin' Gen down 
Sip of beer let me how hatin' out

her bout some in n out
Replied close the door behind
Gassed beater Acura completed drive by 
Ritz shuttin' Gen down 
Sip of beer let me how hatin' out

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

Around here them boys, 'dem don't play (uh)
You can hear the sounds of gun spray erry day
I give 2 fucks by what a bird say

when I sit in silence
I could you put you in my shoes my dawg
But you ain't even stylish
How these n***as say they ride for me when they ain't got no

dream
Trapping got it down to a T
Bad bitches keep 2 at least
They say Hood keep yo head high 
Glizzy boy gotta stay alive
I need my bread by the deadline

to the sto 
Got rushed by the po
Screaming get on the ground nigger 
Pistol whip, fingers on the damn triggers
Rodney King, a lil blood on your sneaks
Leakin

we was young, dumb and broke in high school
And we would dodge guns and swung on those in piru
And would ride, live and die by one concise rule

Never saw her after  

And I spit automatic (say last word fast)
(Gun sound)
This gon get problematic (Proble-ma-tic)
Bars from the Artic
Cold hearted

I just gotta focus yea I’m posed to blow, I’m sure/
I been on this grind for a minute so you should fuck with ya boy, I’m finna even the score/

Ben:

Go, go, slatt know what I'm sayin', I got
Water by G some ice
Motherfuckin' slime
You know what I'm sayin'
Lil Reek (Hood Baby) hood babies, YSL
1st

can't see that boa
Mortality murders by the state that's Illinois
But who to say who making the noise
Switching nd drac n them boys six seven eight inna

(The only woman ya can trust, is a f****** Mother) 

(Yeah)

Curly hair and babyface,

Oh he must be sweet

Try me if you want to n****

I'm wit sixty

to me hoe
Pullin out sellin dope by the truck
I warned em I told em lil bitches to duck
Every day business money a front
But my gun jammed he just ran up

problems no one to answer to
Not thinking that my old friends would cross me up like uncle drew
I watched pursuit of happiness until them boys was in pursuit

But you see those guns and cuffs 
Saying "you can't scream today"
Saying "you can't grieve today"
Ain't no "try again tomorrow"
But your neighbors see

in love with little Jeannie
From the champagne side of town
Lured by a bad boy
With pimples and some reefer
The rest is history
Is the word around
Took

you ain't talking bout my skrilla
Said I'm going by myself, no I ain't riding with no niggas
I feel safer by myself, yeah I feel safer with my smith'n

a criminal
Mad little individual
Always surrounded by criminals
Back on KS, was on the N'Crow, moving digital
If you're gonna give it, then you better bring it

a hunna n som can't stick around no more, baby
This shit be makin' me numb This shit be makin' me numb

Run up a hunna or sum
Boy, you just bitch with a gun