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Dirt

I'm about two an' a quarter from the bird
An' about a G from choppin' the third
Now I'm sittin' at the light with ten pounds of
Uh oh, there they go, the Red swerve

Jumped out, Man, damn, got nerve
Got the hell on, everythin' includin' my word
Now off through the woods we go, here we go
the greens an' blow, oh no

Dippin' through the trails, runnin' twelve
Everybody lay low
Escape routes major, street rollers
Shit, we than cola, straight from Ayatollah

A Town heat strokers, flamin' the Devil's poker
Two of the wit it, hot shit, we'll roast it
If it's beef, I'll choke ya an' you for the vultures
Or we can keep it cool, an' I'll toast ya

Dirt work, nigga, we play
I got a on the tool an' a few on the way
Dirt work, nigga, we play
I got a couple on the an' a few on the way

Well the rippinest, wickedest MC
Bustin' hard up out the
Tell more dope stories than a damn dope house fiend
Fuck the police, you me
These blow me slowly, seems like they owe me

Show me the dope, don't worry the cash
Or your gonna be lonely, homey
These rich an' these vegetables spinnin'
Don't make me open my book bag an' you on me

You me, Tony
You look you wanna go on a boat
But you I'll leave you bloatin' or floatin'
Like sailboats an' LTD's, private,
I'm the nigga that earned his street

An' they've seen me in the Magazine
So you even pass me three mikes
You get three strikes an' about a of clip of bullets
So run it an' we can go on an' get our little up
An' act like we was on that Teen

Dirt work, nigga, we play
I got a couple on the an' a few on the way
Dirt work, nigga, we play
I got a on the tool an' a few on the way

I'm about a four an' a into workin' these slabs
An' a hundred away from back in the lab
Now I done the next batch down an' my face lookin' drab
Uh oh, yep, this nigga served me some bab

Me Naw, mad
to bust your ass
Playin' around wit a cash?
They'll ya stankin' in the trash

An' escape wit your 'Billy Jean' an' 'Thriller' 'cause I'm
Who dat, them niggas wit the juice pack, you thought you
Naw, Dad, I'm my niggas keep a few thangs, wit a few mags
Down to toe tag, bags, switch tags an' haul ass

Smash till we out of gas, blast only if we blast
sunny days into an overcast
Abusive to the under class, when my tongue
An' I mash out wit

work, nigga, we don't play
I got a on the tool an' a few on the way
work, nigga, we don't play
I got a on the tool an' a few on the way

Dirt work, nigga, we play
I got a couple on the an' a few on the way
work, nigga, we don't play
I got a couple on the an' a few on the way

Dirt work, nigga, we don't
I got a on the tool an' a few on the way
work, nigga, we don't play
I got a on the tool an' a few on the way