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Текст песни Dirty - We Still

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[Intro: Big Pimp]Ha ha, off the topWe back, Dirty BoyzA new beginnin` babyWe doin` this thang with Nfinity, and motherfuckin` Rap-A-LotBlack Klown foreverAll my dirty boyz representing the motherfuckin` southAlabama that isOff the top, we still, and we still[Verse 1: Big Pimp]I`m a pimp to the first degreeThe same nigga teachin` the pimp game to youShit, he heard it from meOccasionally, I sack and hustle herb on the streetMy cousin G say mac these hoes and leave the curb up to meSo I`m oblidged--to tell every girl that I meetShe wanna ride--she gotta get some dirt on her kneesIt hurt`em to see, they baby mama swervin` with meLeft out your house with some pants but had a skirt underneathShe in the heavy C-H-E-V 350 rockin` with the shift kit hurtin` the streetShe on the block like she workin` the streetBut if I get her in my car, I`mma have the bitch slurpin` for freeOh you say you wanna twirk for a fee? Well I ain`t no trick, BIOTCHI`ll have your ass workin` for meThey call me Peter Wee, because I flirt with the freaksBut you ain`t never seen me do it, you just heard it was meAnd I`m is...[Chorus: Big Pimp] (2x)We still pimpin` hoes, we still gangstafiedWe still ridin` vogues, we gettin` highWe still in the club, we still sackin` woodWe still on them tweety dubs, we still in the hood[Verse 2: G-Stacka]Now you know Gangsta stayin` blacked down, with a black 4-poundAnd`ll bust off rounds, in your chest until your back blow outCause everyday I hit the corner with a cracked up ounceThem fiends see me, boy they start to do the Crackhead BounceAnd I got grams, grams, and grams of blowOf pure white snow, I call myself the good-dope-storeYou`ll catch me deep off in the hood sittin` on all gold spokesOr probably smokin` on that wood, sippin` that Hypnot-oAnd my motto is: If you ain`t gangsta, you ain`t livin` rightAnd if you ain`t pimpin` we got prescriptions that`ll get you tightI come from the street, so packin` heat is just a part of lifeAnd game on your wife, freak her one night now she a super dikeAnd it`s the same damn thang everyday, flood the block with ya`They don`t smoke if they don`t payI got a tech-9 in my waistline that`ll leave your smoke grayAnd in the hood is where you`ll find me on a daily paper chase[Chorus][Verse 3: G-Stacka]Now when they see me, hell they holla "Gangsta what you got for bout two bills"I`ll give your ass a ten pack of triple stack X-pillsAnd that`s real, cause a nigga out here tryin` to liveI hit the block with a bunch of rocks until I stack me a mil`[Verse 4: Big Pimp]I shack/Shaq like O`neal, thirty-two O`s in the grillI point guard with G, but I coach them hoes like I`m PhilNiggas ask what I`ll be doin` if I ain`t have this dealAnd I tell them "The same thang for the last eighteen years"And that is...[Chorus]

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