These to cool to ryde dirty They Dirtay See basically, uhh, when you wake up in hood You gotta at yourself in the mirror And that decision you gonn ride like a square Or you gonna dirty like a Ryda But Rydas are too for that shit They Ryde You see You have 6, 7 bags heron up in the mutha fuck glove box Or maybe a brick of weed taped to the I know what your preference is but ya better have your heat And if the pig pull you You hesitate to pull off on his ass
15 black trucks Rydin' in the the 7 Mile East to the southwest side Final Park summertime Where them bitches ass in the sunshine I grip my I'm like the 4th truck Lil' punch of And a pack I'm not to spill the Rock and Rye With the freekshow bump twitch in my eye Blowin' dust all up off the dash Bullet quick out the yay for that night of Dirtay Till I this Birtay But hey it's Summer I deliver these I'ma it eaz In the Florida gonna take time Sippin' wine a twist of lime In the In the hood, I be tryin' to slang J I be all them pay (Heeey) In the hood, I be tryin' to that J I be out dirtay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang J I be all them pay (Heeey) In the hood, I be to slang that J I be out ryden (Heeey)
We ryden and dirty On the of the D ya head low When you see me pull the I'm for your jewels And all fuckin' cash So when you see us up You hit the gas And mash all out of this district, Stay and my next victim bitch 'cause we down the street Dumpin' out And we don't give a fuck who we hit though
I'm rydin' dirty like a low I'm down Bullet, Cell Block, Full Clip and that nigga Foe Foe Mo mo problems Mo mutha weight Mo Ryda tagga reppin' with a can of spray paint I cross the line and put a K, you How we do it come to them outside ho's Ryda rydin' dirty And how I do And every in my crew be the same way to
I be all them pay (Heeey) In the hood, I be tryin' to that J I be out dirtay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang J I be all them pay (Heeey) In the hood, I be tryin' to that J I be out dirtay (Heeey)
o'clock on the dot Rydas at my Grab a bag of and a chrome pistol Foe Foe wanna ryde and smoke the day comes And we ain't lookin' fo beef unless ya some Taste ho's And let the 20 inch rim I'm out of Dirty in my low low We just for that Barbeque a lil' drank, a lil' weed And that bitch you
WOOP Look up in the view Shit, man It's the in blue Start to get i'm straight though officer Ham Huffer cop on the payroll As he I roll the window we go Two grams of and some indo Get the on pig That's the Of Dirty
There ain't no When ya dirty creepin' Slidin' Make Ya a Cop Give a dap to the And ya your knot The feelin' is good when the is done free and ya didn't have to kill no one Lucky you ain't You the game Dirtay boy I tell ya Ain't the same (come on now)
I be all them pay (Heeey) In the hood, I be tryin' to slang J I be out ryden (Heeey)
In the hood, I be to slang that J I be makin' all pay (Heeey) In the hood, I be to slang that J I be out dirtay (Heeey)
You see I'm an old school ryda I to have a mothafuckin' ice cream truck That I'd my bags from Yea you might get a mold, and bag of and fine pop from me mothafucka And all the mutha fuckas in the knew it When they see the mutha fucka jinglin' up the block They it was comin' time (heeey)