Dirty - What It Is lyrics

rate me

[Mr. G-Stacka]

Ok

Niggaz quick talk behind my back like that's suppose to hurt me

They don't want no real beef cause them niggaz 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 niggaz 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 bullshit, 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 pussies, where you stand is where you lay

A lot of niggaz talk shit, till you find out where they stay

Then them niggaz act bitch 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 x2]

When you see me, nigga tell me how you fill - fuck-nigga

When you see me, nigga tell me what it is - fuck-nigga

Stop holdin', nigga get off your chest - off your chest

Stop holdin', nigga get off your chest - off your chest

[Big Pimp]

I'm real fuck-nigga, I ain't never been a hoe

And if I was fuck-nigga, be a man and let me know

In my face, why you talkin' shit behind closed doors

Meet my place, 4900 Cyprus Cove

Get the pressure off your chest, let it show my nigga

And better yet, when you see me throw them blows my nigga

If you real and I got bread, I owe you fuck-nigga

You say you trill come take like a soldier fuck-nigga

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 niggaz got a problem, but I'ma solve it

When I snatch 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 cock that 4 on side your face

You'd think I'm wrong if a nigga up and run in your house

Runnin' your tongue, don' got a lot of niggaz shot in the mouth

[Chorus x2]