Mobb shit, biatch, biatch, This shit ain't went no where, You me? like when a mutha fucka Do his dirt it don't be no dirt You me? A do dirt bad it out
I a, I took a whole thang of ice cream, a kilogram of birdie A unit, put the wammy on it, on it, wit out ruinin' it or abusin' it Like a mutha fucka would supposed to when a shortage on Sumpthin', on sumpthin', way I could get 'em off like hot cakes An you know there's plenty where that comes from You see I know one storage place that this one particular, ball an keepin' his job for you tardy unaware troopers Now, hoppin' in the game true an ass fakers, biatch,
Got it means power, yola, yola, ice candy, man, that shit Be comin' in handy but anyway, dude, bootsy an' he was Just askin' to get robbed, that's why me an my side went An' pulled one of them 'ol jobs on his 'ol, move, the show room Show me Willie Fu-Fu put the red on his, put two on the ten All protected an tryin' to impress the bitch, don't you I'm all off Pullin' licks on brown ass zarks like you Scopin' an casin' 2-11's an' holdin'
I huddle wit the dogs up on day, lieutenants get the kicks Backwoods of the yay, soldiers leave the place, so the I keep Six or seven g's everytime I beep, hit the streets fo the game fo' The bank, fuck wit a boss, 'cause a got range, make yo body Stank, you lost in the woods, a nigga from the hood, up to no Damn good, we Fleetwood, get 'em dummied out, walk a clerk to The safe, an get the money out, I'm on a money an' all cash I count, a nigga in this mutha fuckin' game
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B-Legit from what I understand, his bark was stronger his bite Biatch, nigga was sellin' mo woof tickets than a out Lennox Lewis An' Holyfield fight, shit, we ain't no strong or soft niggaz We savage damn it, like who? the crocodile hunter That crazy ass fucka named Steve, who caught me doin' dirt I'm dirt cheap, an I like to do most of my dirt When most of y'all be asleep, down an dirty, 'specialy I'm doin' dirt bad, pull a doe, run up in yo baby mama's pad
I been it down from day uno, baby bottle of pruno, knew I was The named B-Legit, had a thang fo bakin' soda, an high info Couldn't to put the Vogues on a 7-8 rogue, I'm on a telephone My communicator on the track wit the team, gettin' hella Fuck a hata, need chiefs to win an' me, I be the B-Soft gin 'Cause I'm the man wit it, got the taste of blood, so when I'm wet I turn to mud, I smoke purple bud an' make a hit hurt bad Ain't no tellin' when a doin' dirt bad
40, 50, 45, 4 7 0, we dirt, we doin' dirt bad 457, 6 4 7 11's, 3 5 0, we doin' dirt, uh, niggaz doin' bad We dirt, we doin' dirt bad, we doin' dirt, niggaz doin' dirt bad We doin' dirt, we doin' dirt bad, niggaz doin' dirt, we dirt bad, biatch
We doin' dirt bad, me an Charlie Hustle, niggaz up on us 'Cause now we got the muscle, got they yay up an' you gonna Have to see us, either or get hit, wit the millimeters my burners on, ain't no peace out here A good place to yo whole fuckin' career So keep yo near An don't cross Until the list have your own name
badgers, them bitches, them batches, the got my faulty tapped But the po-po's hate it 'cause I be talkin' in code, street slang so they Can't interpretate it, an' the only way they gonna be able To interpretate it is if they go out an' get a source, which is A snitch, a fuckin' activator, one that a very important evaluation to The vice 'round here, 'round here, turns in they mama for the right Money hungry for bread, you wussy, willow ass, niggaz Workin' for them, it's hoes like you that got us doin' bad, biatch
187, 211, 1 2 0 2 2's, we doin' dirt, we doin' bad 457, 6 4 7 11, 3 5 0, we dirt, niggaz doin' dirt bad We doin' dirt, we dirt bad, we doin' dirt, niggaz doin' dirt bad We dirt, we doin' dirt bad, niggaz doin' dirt, we doin' dirt bad, biatch