forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt I only
Muthafuckas fakin and frontin like they don't know what time it is Niggas on the streets ain't really got a muthafuckin choice Muthafucka (So niggas is forced to do dirt
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fakin and frontin like they don't know what time it is Niggas on the streets ain't really got a muthafuckin choice Muthafucka (So niggas is forced to do dirt
mines on the first It's so much drama in the streets And I can't tell you why the funk be deep Do you really know where ya goin' to? Or do you like the
away in a car and crash niggas What's the world gonna do when I drop the smash nigga? Iron all in your face don't make me pull the trigga Another reason
with hundred dollar bills--in my white tee Man how my ice be--dirty that ain't like me You listening to the 2004 "Teddy Riley" Pumping in my white tee, I do
with hundred dollar bills in my white tee Man how my ice be dirty that ain't like me You listening to the 2004 "Teddy Riley" Pumping in my white tee, I do
ya safe before I put two in ya face Dirt on my kicks, hoodies all lookin' for whips Catch a rat nigga, leave his Bentley sittin' on bricks Bloody ice
dirt on you right before I go into my Maino mode If I smell the scent of Yung Berg on ya Till it ain't no more, ain't no dough Get into his ass cause
Dump dirt on you - right before I go into my Maino mode if I smell the scent of Yung Berg on ya 'Til it ain't no mo', ain't no dough Get into his ass
then he give his nose glue Til' his mind can't take what he's gon' through Lookin' in that dirt for that eyes so blue Then the Royal Family, the ice
away in a car and crash niggas What's the world gonna do when I drop the smash, nigga? Iron all in your face, don't make me pull the trigga Another
dirt but it would burn severely You could call it the body of the Lotus Hand of the magical super unnatural, keepin' you focused If the rain didn't
to the head After I ripped you up to shreds I'll take a sip of what you bled Don't ever try and hawk cause I don't wanna talk Ill play the kind of sport
