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Текст песни Slimm Calhoun f Big Boi (OutKast) - Dirt Work

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[Slimm]I`m about two and a quarter from rocking the birdAnd about a G short from choppin` the thirdNow I`m sitting at the light with ten pounds of herbUh oh, there they go, the Red Dogs swerveJumped out, "Man, damn, they got nerve."Got the hell on, dropped everything including my wordNow it`s off through the woods we go, here we goTossing the greens and blow, oh no!Dipping through the trails, running from twelveEverybody gotta lay low, shhhhhh!Escape routes major, elite street rollersShit, we doper than cola, straight from AyatollahA-Town heat strokers, flaming like the devils pokerTwo of the best wit it, hot shit, we`ll roast yaIf it`s beef I`ll choke ya and leave you for the vulturesOr we can keep it cool playboy and I`ll toast ya[Hook]Dirt work, nigga we don`t playI got a couple on the tool and a few on the way(repeat)[Big Boi]Well it`s the rippinest, wickedest MC, bustin hard up out the ginsengTell more dope stories than a damn dope house dope fiendFuck the police, you know meThese hoes blow me slowly, seems like they owe meShow me the dope don`t worry about the cashOr your girlfriend`s gonna be lonely, homeyThese rich and these vegetables feeling bonyDon`t make me open my book bag and you under scaling on meYou understand me Tony, you look like you wanna go on a boatBut you know I`ll leave you bloating or floatingLike sailboats and LTD`s. Private, pleaseI`m the nigga that earned his street stripesAnd they`ve seen me in the Source Magazineso you can`t even pass me three mikesYou get three strikes and about a half of clip of bullets, so run itAnd we can go on and get our little prices upAnd act like we was on that Teen Summit(Hook)[Slimm]I`m about a four and a half into working these slabsAnd about a hundred away from back in the labNow I done bust the next batch down and my face looking drabUh oh, yep, this nigga done served me some babMe sad? Naw, mad. Quick to bust your assPlaying around wit a hustler`s cash, they`ll find ya stankin in the trashAnd escape wit your Billy Jean and thriller, cause I`m badWho dat, them niggas wit the juice pack, you thought you hadNaw dad, I`m glad my niggas keep a few thangs, wit a few magsDown to toe tag, drop bags, switch tags, and haul assSmash till we out of gas, blast only if we gotta blastTurn sunny days into an overcastAbusive to the under class, when my tongue lashAnd I mash out wit OutKast. Yeah...!(Hook x3 to fade)

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