Текст песни Artsist: Ghetto Dwellas f A.G. - Get Dirty
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Verse 1: Party ArtyYo I`m the dreamSomething like Houston with AkeemMy team, win or lose, crews with the creamNow playa-haters wanna take it to the extremeY`all cats could eat a dick like Idi AminSee me I mean, I spit a whole round at ya derbyCall me Shame, cause I`m Low, Down and I`m DirtyFor the nameCause can`t no man stop the props or call me herbyCause when my hand cocks the glock I get dirtyGD, bond is where my word beSee me, then they name James then you ain`t WorthyTo beat meWe be, dwellin in the ghettoDon`t fuck with rock-n-roll still we hold heavy metalAnd bring it to you on every levelMy crew very thoroughPass the heavy shovel, I`ma bury every devilI done fucked in every telly, and every boroughAnd give me head and give me bread Shally to SheryllWord bond, I`m gettin dirty onAny song you heard me onWith AG and the dirty donHuh?Chorus: AG & D-FlowWhat y`all niggas know about gettin dirty?It`s ShowB.I., AG-IParty and FlowBacardi and MoWe gettin dirty - repeat 5xVerse 2: AGIt ain`t a mystery why they likin usWe make the tightest stuffYou ain`t as nice as usCause you don`t write enoughLight it up, and represent for my blockWhile I rock like Charles DuntanSpit and hit the dutchmanHypnotize ya chick with the 6-nothin-nothinGot my Spanish mommy rollin somethinDefinitely holdin somethinShould have been on the flow goin down 5th AveWith a big ass, but noGotta caught whiplashBack to this poemTone, told me to drop on ya bitch-assDon`t get it fucked upI whip assThe aim is to get cashTo blame is the Giant and the sick assWe be buggedMix the hydro with the cocoa-budGD-slug to the headCause y`all niggas don`t show no loveHoes bug on my cribHalf my team did bitsAll but me got kids but treat theirs like my ownImagine when I`m blownFeed `em at my homeGo big feastLike I`m runnin shit in the Mid-EastHuh?We get dirtyWe gettin dirty - 4xVerse 3: D-FlowWhile y`all cats pretendin y`are smartWe`re flossin in a clark?Toss ten in ya heartIn the game swimmin with sharksWe get dirty dogY`all niggas couldn`t swim in the swambsNow tell me how you a thug and never been in the Bronx?The style you frontin, well it`s quite oldAnd your so-called platinum watch is white goldNiggas be tryin to snipe FlowCause I be in the flyest affairsWith trash y`all be dyin to wearMe and my chick blowin lye in the airYou wack, viciousWhile us rap niggas attract bitchesStack figures and let the feds snap picturesWe black niggas, creepin all on your setBall till I`m wetWatch how many cats, falls on my tecLyrical threat, cause you sound on the chest step?And give me a reason you`s my eye in a vest?If I ever go broke it`s because I ain`t investPuff a pound of indo, be in the limo that`s stretchedYa rap sheet expiredThink ya sweet cause I`m quietThat real shit I supply itFake nigga, you get ya face wired74 niggas straight riotDirt doneAnd if you heard I ain`t spit, nigga you heard wrongChorus till fade