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dirty (us) - what it is? lyrics

[mr. g-stacka]
ok
n-ggas quick talk behind my back like that’s suppose to hurt me
they don’t want no real beef cause them n-ggas actin’ turkey
they ain’t got the guts to bring it to my face
they’ll rather come sideways and sneak it on a tape
but i’ma tell ya just how you put ’em in their place
next time they tryin’ to hate, tell them n-ggas that they fake
i let ’em know, they don’t want it they can get it any day
but they’ll rather hide and be quiet ’bout what they say
approach me with that bullsh-t, i bet i’ll clear the way
unload a whole full clip… of fifty out the case
see, most of y’all rookies, but i promise i’ll spray
i ain’t playin’ with you p-ssies, where you stand is where you lay
a lot of n-ggas talk sh-t, till you find out where they stay
then them n-ggas act b-tch when you shootin’ up the place
“keep my name out your moth”, you heard up on the last track folks
it’s either that or get your jaw cracked and your back broke

[chorus] – 2x
when you see me, n-gga tell me how you fill – f-ck-n-gga
when you see me, n-gga tell me what it is – f-ck-n-gga
stop holdin’, n-gga get off your chest – off your chest
stop holdin’, n-gga get off your chest – off your chest

[big pimp]
i’m real f-ck-n-gga, i ain’t never been a hoe
and if i was f-ck-n-gga, be a man and let me know
in my face, why you talkin’ sh-t behind closed doors
meet my place, 4900 cyprus cove
get the pressure off your chest, let it show my n-gga
and better yet, when you see me throw them blows my n-gga
if you real and i got bread, i owe you f-ck-n-gga
you say you trill come take like a soldier f-ck-n-gga
man it’s funny…how everything they got to say (got to say)
ain’t revealed till them dirty boyz ride away (ride away)
certain n-ggas got a problem, but i’ma solve it
when i sn-tch the pistol grip out my baby mama’s closet
i’m so nice, the way i pop that 9′ and the ‘k
but more precise, the way i c-ck that 4 on side your face
you’d think i’m wrong if a n-gga up and run in your house
runnin’ your tongue, don’ got a lot of n-ggas shot in the mouth

[chorus] – 2x

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