Mobb shit, biatch, biatch, shit ain't went no where, trademark You me? like when a mutha fucka Do his it don't be no ordinary dirt You me? A nigga do bad it out
I took a, I a whole thang of ice cream, a kilogram of birdie A unit, put the on it, stepped on it, wit out ruinin' it or abusin' it Like a mutha would supposed to when there's 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 Sneekin' an keepin' his job for you tardy troopers Now, in the game true an ass fakers, biatch, biatch
Got it means power, yola, yola, ice candy, man, that shit Be comin' in handy but anyway, dude, hella an' he was Just askin' to get robbed, that's why me an my side went An' one of them 'ol inside jobs on his 'ol, move, the show room Show me more Willie put the red on his, put two on the ten All protected an tryin' to the bitch, don't you know I'm all off Pullin' licks on busta brown ass zarks you an casin' 2-11's an' holdin' pacience
I wit the dogs up on defense 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 plot fo' The bank, fuck wit a boss, 'cause a pimp got range, make yo Stank, leave you lost in the woods, a from the hood, up to no Damn good, we ride Fleetwood, get 'em out, walk a clerk to The safe, an get the out, I'm on a money route an' all cash I count, a deep in this mutha fuckin' game
187, 211, 1 2 0 2 2's, we doin' dirt, we doin' bad 457, 6 4 7 11, 3 5 0, we doin' dirt, doin' dirt bad We doin' dirt, we doin' dirt bad, we doin' dirt, doin' dirt bad We doin' dirt, we dirt bad, we doin' dirt
B-Legit what I understand, his bark was stronger than his bite Biatch, was sellin' mo woof tickets than a sold out Lennox Lewis An' Evander Holyfield fight, shit, we no strong or soft niggaz We savage damn it, like who? the crocodile hunter crazy ass mutha fucka named Steve, who caught me doin' dirt 'Cause I'm dirt cheap, an I to do most of my dirt When most of y'all be asleep, down an dirty, when I'm doin' dirt bad, a kick doe, run up in yo baby mama's pad
I it down from day uno, baby bottle full of pruno, knew I was The shit named B-Legit, had a thang fo soda, an high info wait to put the Vogues on a 7-8 rogue, I'm on a telephone My communicator on the track wit the team, hella paper a playa hata, need chiefs to win an' me, I be the B-Soft gin 'Cause I'm the man wit it, got the of blood, so dirty when I'm wet That I turn to mud, I purple bud an' make a hit hurt bad Ain't no tellin' when a nigga dirt bad
40, 50, 45, 4 7 0, we doin' dirt, we doin' bad 457, 6 4 7 11's, 3 5 0, we doin' dirt, uh, niggaz doin' bad We doin' dirt, we doin' bad, we doin' dirt, niggaz doin' dirt bad We doin' dirt, we doin' dirt bad, doin' dirt, we doin' dirt bad, biatch
We doin' bad, me an Charlie Hustle, niggaz push up on us 'Cause now we got the muscle, got yay sold up an' you gonna Have to see us, that or get hit, wit the millimeters Keep my burners on, ain't no out here A good place to leave yo whole fuckin' So keep yo near An don't cross Until the list your own fuckin' name
Them badgers, them bitches, them batches, the got my tapped But the po-po's hate it 'cause I be talkin' in code, street slang so Can't interpretate it, an' the only way that they gonna be able To interpretate it is if they go out an' get a source, which is A snitch, a fuckin' activator, one gives a very important evaluation to The vice 'round here, 'round here, turns in mama for the right price Money hungry for bread, you wussy, ass, bitch-made 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 doin' dirt, niggaz doin' bad We doin' dirt, we dirt bad, we doin' dirt, niggaz doin' dirt bad We doin' dirt, we doin' dirt bad, niggaz doin' dirt, we doin' bad, biatch