Lyrics:
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
Knowin' that mah boys goin have my back (yeah-eeh-yeah)
Only at the southside girl (southside, eh-eeh-eh)
Southside
Girl I'll know that we can make it
niggas like
"let me outta here"
My flow is very outta here
Listen ma, I know I say I get us here
But look dear ya baby boy went and got a year
Now I have
license everything in my wallet, lightest boy with the biggest heart
Nigga play your part or parallel park your ego next to me and violence
Next to me is
The body bag is zipped up
The nigga tried to diss us
And by us I mean the gang err body else a victim
My uzi getting married so I let that shit kiss em
Yeah
Agung yeah we Gonn' smoke tonight
Only see clouds billowing out of my Joint tonight
No greening out its just keeping up With the boy tonight
your life in one flight,
Lets take off tonight, come on
We go,
We go down
Love is in,
Then its out
We can tell,
Tell by now
If it wont, work out
Lets
where that shit at
And im smokin on pressure this shit aint good pac
I aint gon hold i wont fold
And im geekin tonight where yo bitch at
Got a slug in my
Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
Rudeboy,
the icin' on the cupcake, fuck face
My fans notice these other rappers is bogus
I'm Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
And the boy stay, Kickin' Incredibly
where the corners is smoldering hot
My team is known for smokin' the glock
To the hole in your rock
(Terror Squad)
Somebody call the cops
For us
hope he has someone close by his side
And I hope that he'll come home
Where is my wandering boy tonight?
Where is my wandering boy?
If you see him,
gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)
Aiight look...
So this is what we ask of our fans
If you ever see
sense of worry
Set you on path, where my mind is running fast
Take the time evaluate Its the time that's value based
Ain't no time to waste
Working for
my true block niggas I'ma spark for them
I get shot a million times lay in chalk for them
Gimme that 5 by 8 where it's dark and grim
I give anything
Black or White remember the Time
I took my baby on a Saturday
Boy is that girl with you? Yes
We're one and the same
No, I believe in miracles
up
Gon' leave with so many ho's tonight, need an extra sprinter van
Jump out the whip and stop that man, bitch, I don't play no games
Boy step, they
a freshly chop though
Didn't have spinners
I'm out the bag that's my knock bro
Fresh out the box wit the glock though
Plus my niggaz ridin' tonight
Two
Adidas
Jig you I know how to fix you
Pretty boy niggas frontin' hard is the issue
Word to my unborn you get scolded
Old and molded when I get bent you get
(why) ball hard (ball's hard)
'Cause the gutter's where my mind is and when
It's in this frame, better split like the five and the ten
'Cause without
by hate cuz the streets showed love (4x)
(K Loyal)
Aye Aye I said bitch where you at
Don’t make me fucking run up you get splats
We got guns we got
is the start
Mom nah my mom trust my mom
So where do we go when we die
So where do you see yourself in ten years
My number one goal is
I just wanna see
license everything in my wallet, lightest boy with the biggest heart
Nigga play your part or parallel park your ego next to me and violence
Next to me is
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)
[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys
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