Dirty

Dirty - 6 Deep Creepin

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[Verse 1: G]

We be 6 deep creepin'

In a Deville sittin' up on D's with the suspension squeakin'

Got us some P, runnin' the D's so we gon' smoke this weekend

I'm with my G's, if we got beef, we gon' commense to squeezin'

Bullets commense to skeetin'

Give my whole clique one reason

Why we shouldn't slang crack and cocaine, nigga my pockets weak and

So I'ma bring in everythang, then my G's ain't eatin'

So the result is layin' you down with them Tec-9 bullets skeetin'

That's all we know so that's how we go grab the ski mask for disguisin'

Can't let him see me cause he gon' know me and it'll be too surprisin'

Fuck this nigga cause I'm ridin'

Tryin' to come up so quickly

No time to stall, lickin' 'em all, got a whole team that's strictly

Ready to ball, stand up tall and they all move so swiftly

Them niggaz ain't scared, they do it for bread

See they gon' come go with me

Bustin' up heads and lettin' loose lead

And what do yo rhyme even matter

After you licked you ain't worth shit we get what we got and we scatter

Back to the crib, divide this here, my pockets is gettin' fatter

Yours getting flatter

When you heard the glass shatter

That means me and my niggaz done gathered

Now you bout to feel the wrath of

Somethin' that you wished you hadn't of

And all I can say is back up because I'm bout to act up

I get the stash from the back from the move

I got a good alibi we could use

We took the dead bodies off in the pool

And put the gloves that we used in the stool

Shit, you gon' have to flush that too

Make sure that you see what you do

Cause if the PIG find out then we through

Then it's off to the County for a few

But that's not how the story is told

Shit, one of us gon' have to go

Cause if them PIG's find out that we stole

We gon' have to bust back at them hoes

So get yo glock ready to reload

Haul ass real fast not slow

Cause on the block is 3rd patrol and they'll beat ya till yo body swole

We need to find somewhere to hide this dough

Shit, what about behind the school

We can come get it later on man just wait for the spot to cool

Got back get the money any way

Split it up, give them niggaz about a eighth

I hid a couple G's down by the lake

Hell yeah I got 'em but they'll be straight

[Verse 2: Pimp]

We be 6 deep creepin'

In a Deville sittin' up on D's with the suspension squeakin'

Got us some P, runnin' them D's so we gon' smoke this weekend

I'm with my G's, if we got beef, we gon' commense to squeezin'

Bullets commense to skeetin'

Give my whole clique one reason

Why we shouldn't ride a car full of ki's, we got children we feedin'

Comin' from Texas through New Orleans it gets thin and I'm lickin'

Mack 'em and leave, they gotta eat, either it's grindin' or pimpin'

Never get caught slippin'

Need a Cadillac to dip in

Do you niggaz wanna pitch in on a gallon of beer or hard gin

Getting drunk before we start lickin'

I know a nigga we can hit for 10 –10 ki's in his grandma den

The back door finna get kicked in

It's another way we can get in

Cut the roof cause it's made out of tin

4 niggaz jumpin' out the shit then

2 niggaz in the car waitin'

Pitch black so we can't see in

Get off my hip nigga stop pushin'

We get caught, we goin' straight to the Pen

One fluke, then we all turned in

Getting life for this Devilish sin

Move slow nigga so we can hear 'em

Where the flashlight so we can see 'em

If they woke then we gon' have to kill 'em

That ain't the reason my folks came here

The old lady came out on the porch

Took her in the house, sit on the flo'

Man, what you came out here fo'

Now I'm gon' have to tie you with rope

We hit the safe then we up out the do'

We done got what we came here fo'

Crank up the car, move nigga, let's go

I here (Whhooop!!) nigga there go the folks

Move slow, cut the clutch, let's roll

I grab the dough then I hit the back road

I was high but now it's low man somethin' told me to kill that hoe

Runnin' through the woods, my feet got so'

Too damn dark, don't know where to go

Smelled barbecue by Cassy's store

Hit the train track by Smiley Co.

Tryin' to get to my grandma's house

Way on Goode Street, man that's out

We 6 Deep, we look suspicious, man we need to spread out

Me and T runnin' side by side

Me and he, both of us so tired

Fly wide open through Cedar Park tryin' to see if we can find us a ride

Ain't nobody standin' outside

Whole damn neighborhood too quiet

See the police so we still tryin' to hide

Cross Mobley Highway when they ride by

I – need somethin' I can try

I – see a nigga right now

Standin' up at Domino's waitin' for his food outside

We – took that niggaz Caprice

We – took that niggaz supreme

Large pepperoni pizza, ham with extra cheese

If I'm liein' bitch I'm flyin'

We full plus we ridin'

10 Ki's in the trunk headed straight to Riverside

It's time to get real shiesty now

A bag with 10 bricks

Me and G hid 4 and split 6 with the clique

Now we 2 deep creepin'

In a Caprice sittin' up on D's with his music beatin'

Got us a trunk full of them Ki's so we gon' cook this weekend

Bustin' them Ki's down to O-Z's cause it's cocaine season

So don't get caught sleepin'

We be 2 deep creepin'

In a Caprice sittin' up on D's with his music beatin'

Got us a trunk full of them Ki's, we gon' cook this weekend

Bustin' them Ki's down to O-Z's cause it's cocaine season

So don't get caught sleepin'

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