boosie badazz – dirty world lyrics
can’t even ride thru da hood n peace…
so f.u.c.k. all da police…
f-ck da judge… f-ck da jump out n da district attorney
check my bank account n b-tch c wat i’m earning…
it’s a dirty dirty world n it keep on turning…
n-ggas keep gettin shot but dey still ain’t learning…
wrap your d-ck up cause dey d-ck of have da hick ups…
women play games so i advise u get a prenup…
jena 6 dee-dee… u c dis world wicked…
dey k!llin at da skools from college to elementary,…
sum ppl don’t do sh-t for dey child-dirty world
sum jobs don’t give u sh-t wen u retire-dirty world
ppl get dey money n give it to otha countries…
but ppl n dey same hood livin’ like junkies…
so i b like: dear mr.president… y u wanna take my life… send me cross seas to fite n make me lose sleep at night
[hook:]
it’s a dirty dirty world dat we live n
um um um um um um um
it’s a dirty dirty world dat we live n [x3]
[verse 2:]
can’t even trust ya own family at times…
n-gga will make your whole family cry…
it’s either rappers shooting or ballers hustlin
dats da only way u make it n dis motherf-cking hood
mo money… mo murder, it’s real n it’s a fact a lack
so watch your boys watch ya cars n watch da dice
ya only live like once… gotta do it big like aunt pam tell boosie” torrence do yo sh-t n i can’t leave home w/o my gun
kinda paranoid
n-gga mite john leenen me cause i’m a supastar…
so keep your soldiers on your cl!ck…
luk at micheal vick
all dat sh-t behind em pits…
dis f-ckin world make me sick…
wen dey k!ll deers n put dem on da wall… n dey kitchen… (glorify em)
we fite dogs… ya’ll fite chickens… wats da f-ckin difference…
judge got a f-cking grudge… he saw my gold t–th so he labeled me as a thug
f-ck it…
[hook:]
it’s a dirty dirty world dat we live n
um um um um um um um
it’s a dirty dirty world dat we live n [x3]
[verse 3:]
now dis 3rd verse, 4 my n-ggas n da pen who cudnt survive n dis dirty world
go bk again… repeating offender… judge finna eat em 4 dinner…
last name been n da courthouse since he can rememba…
uncle sam got a n-gga life like whoah
my next meal goin on da motherf-ckin floor
seen n-ggas turn state…
seen n-ggas turn fake… the rap game f-ck us…
everybody burn tapes…
[hook:]
it’s a dirty dirty world dat we live n
um um um um um um um
it’s a dirty dirty world dat we live n [x3]
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