Diiiiirrrrrrrty!!
My gat sounds One Leave your whole neighborhood stunned You run I'm at ya Duck, bob, and weave as these fly past ya Man I'm Puffin' on a leaf my heat Straight get off on the street I'm One Two Three little in the back of ya dome You stayed home D-Town born and on a porch Beatin' down on Broke as and always Clothes on my back be dirty
(Chorus 2x) Just me a fuckin beat give me a fuckin beat Those who grip a mic are known as
I'm dusty a ashtray I don't a shit Got a ass piece though a full clip and a small axe the passenger seat Ready to it Best I'mma bring it Who you ya messin' with, don't trip I'm a all those who ain't standin on the same side When its all to go down Fightin' the enemy them in the ground I bring that old school sound When all I had was a forty-five me down Little redskin homey in the Big Ghetto in the booth bullshittin'
(Chorus 2x) Just me a fuckin beat Just give me a beat Those who grip a mic are as teachers
"Yeah man, my girl to be comin' through dog and uh, she might just have a little hunny for you." "Hey man" "What?" "Is it always like in your motherfuckin' neighborhood, dog?" "What, Oh, man it get crazier on the weekends dog." "What the man....." "Lets go down to the party I know that bitch down there. I need a forty anyway dog." "Go to the fuckin....Whatchu gotta a tan....What you you tank in the back mother fucker?!" "Oh man, it's down the street, come on dog!" "Fuck that, I ain't goin to no mother fuckin, fuck that the basement at?" "Oh man....."