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That's right, uh, recognize real ghetto vision, nigga
Cleveland, open up ya' doors

I'm in the old school '84 Delta 88
Wit' a ounce but I'm

Dirty Dirty

Haystak

The Natural

2002

Bout to do the damn thing you know
1, 2, it's live
I'm about to take these boys back to the dirty
Back to the mud
Some of these old country ass

that's full of holes

I want you to come my way
I want you to stay by my side
And I'll love you my way
All the time 'Til I'm old

Want take a chance
When

up!

(Live Hip Hop
Live) Ain't got nothing to do with Old School
(Live Hip Hop, Live) New School, Dirty South
(Give Hip Hop, Give) West Coast, East

ready to die
Like Harry Maguire don't commit the foul
Situation…
I want her but she's taken
Always real, never faking
Drinking Codeine cold am shaking

dirty harry, crooked cop make my day
Cause if we targeted your children like that
You'd hate our race, cop
You already do that, bitch

Cops killing niggas

(Naw forreal baby)
(This lonely shit getting old man)
(Just waiting for the right one to come into my life)
(I'm still trying, I'm still searching)

a great believer
Born perfectionist I'm far from a underachiever
They stealing bases I'm at home I'm a hellava keeper
They talking dirty and the cards

toys
U got it beat it good
Dirt drank for the tough man (mane)
Understood got the joy by the grind and it feels dank
And my shit stank by my shirt stains

to old men in retirement homes
Dail 9-1-1 runnin gun in the street dungeon
Earth, moon and stars checkin out what the sun done
Suspects change clothes

an old fucker like me
Even if I did know, I wouldn't tell a Piss-ant like you
Yeah why not? You told me every other fuckin' thing
Oooh
Man i Tried
Every

Down for the Count

Reflection Eternal

Reflection Eternal

2000

[rah digga]
Yeh, check it out now (uhh uhh uhh)
Rah digga y'all, dirty harriet (uhh!)
Kweli, xzibit, new millennium! (c'mon, check it)

[all] one,

Birds n Bars

Wiley

Godfather

2017

Yo, Eskiboy
BBK, dun know
Listen

Yo, bigging up Teeza
Man done a remix
Then I came through with the bars on point
Cause I'm a realist
Can't

grave I didn't regret that day that I took that old lady down to hell with me

I woke up over and I woke up hung and in my sleep I sung a dirty song
About

cars for a hundred racks
They say I'm a young soul
In a old nigga body
But I'm on my slick the ruler
Why they uzi dancing in the lobby
I keep the dirty

nother crew do what we do we the mans
And we demand to be recognised
All my idols blinded by their own lies
We just livin this life for the high nights

Hypnotize Cash Money

Juvenile

Most Known Hits

2005

hittin gates, shit is dirty, plenty tight 

leapin tall buildings in a single bounce feelin ceiling lights 

hear me this if I go I better go in style

by the river, with a guy just like Terry
Or maybe it was some other man

It had to be Terry, we've got to believe that
He would never hurt her
I'm

he brought
A stick we ain't playing pool

Them man were playing dirty
I abide the rules
I mean I'm sticking to code
I told 'em
"Speak less than you

old love in Style I never swiped on her face

Come from the days with the Myspace page
Trying to be all the rage filling out surveys
And damn, they were

By the old safe I'm the lost and found
Big dusty box where the maids never came around
Tonight's the night they close this old hotel down
Don't mind

It's hard to look back through tired eyes
Yes I go on day by day
With these old and dirty hand
But I still got that piece of me that makes me who I am
Oh

There's a man going round taking names, he is flogged by the masses, bruised, and in pain.
On his shoulder, a dirty old cloak, on his feet there is

see, monkey do
I'm comin' with black gloves to snub his old chunky, too
African gold dentals, iced out medals
I seen niggas get murked by the heels