GILLIE DA KID

GILLIE DA KID - Ridin' Dirty lyrics

rate me

Nigga buy jeans then i’m fronting ..

Get it, got that urban chance keep that magic ..

Got that band meet the ..tryin to .. mean

Fucking crackers tryin to lock me but the traffic ..

Do we go wetm he know that

Her nigga owe me forty grants we ..

I’ma fucking bowder bitches see those stairs

I said mone back up see no ..

We get it in then get it out

And my niggas ain’t got work in whole city stole

All my niggas low my shit ain’t pretty ..

This fucking .. bitch ..the city ..

My ice heavy , my whip clean

My money straight like ..

All my niggas tryin to skip jail

But we still rich we’re getting rich our move is ..

Hook:

These niggas out is talking what they go now

I talk em bout that paper ‘cause i love ..

Tryin to .. don’t tell me ..

You wanna .. come and get it for the low ..

Runnin dirty would have trap it and bring on me

Runnin dirty would have trap it and bring on me

Runnin dirty would have trap it and bring on me

I’m runnin dirty would have trap iher and ..

Every day i take a risk i’m a risk

I ..destruction i .. asking by my homie here clips ..

Coming .. i’m the fucking .. the time is clean

Extended ..count a lot of green

Wait the smokie color .. but with the ..woman depend to fish

...we needed a ..

Runnin dirty up a millionaire

Her rich bitch no millionaire

...nigga play around he .. no feeling now

Work dirty money for .. that .. i swore

..my nerve everybody tryin to get served

..real nigga under the city ..money talk you ..

[Hook:]

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Thanks to garbo

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