Текст песни UNLV - Low Down Dirty, слова песни UNLV

Текст песни UNLV - Low Down Dirty

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Verse one: {lil ya}Goin for it all I want to ball fallSo give me some chips, I gots aMotherfuckin nine on my hip,Im pissed, aint nothin shakinShits slow like before once againIm on the come up bro.Called yella out his houseMan, we got money to makeScooped tec off infaretThen we make shit shake, act a donkeyDressed like junkies, gettin word on the birdsWhere they flyin, Im a kill you if you lyinHis cousin gave me the urge to want me takeWhat you got, give me yo yae, give me yo ringsAnd yo boulevard watch, why you at take thatLink of yo neck, put it in my bag with the keysTo yo jag, I got to get yo guns out yo fuckin atticDont try to test my nuts and make me use the automaticI rat a tat it, on yo ass daddy make ya duckWhen you see a nigga pluck, boo-kooBullets, at yo motherfuckin dome,Bitch, you should have knew you couldnt run from the chromeChorus:Its best ya scram cuz Im a championIm dumpin on emIm actin a motherfuckin donkey on emIm gettin low down and dirty with the dirty thirtyYa see Im in yo neighbored hood and my nose dirty{2x}Verse two: {tec-9}We be dumpin on corners likeNigga what it be like,Nigga be hangin all night to keep they grip tightEverybody know Im a fool on the come up moveMy baby boy needs new shoesSo what the fuck am I to doShow a nigga how I act a ass on the triggerFully automatic m-11 niggaSo how you figure that Im the nigga to fuck withGraduated from slangin yae to this dope shitTwenty dollars a bag is what Im givinAks, two twenty threes, momma still livinMomma tellin me the rents dueBig brother doin five called to tell meIts all on u, I became a man before my timeIts on my mind, Im now hustlinTo pay bills and still make mineNow Im caught up in that game livin day for dayI got reasons to leave and reasons to stayTo see the finer things in lifeMaybe get myself a wife, and settle downBut all these dope fiends keep comin aroundWhat ya got? could it be they all want to see theNigga with the fiyah out that 1-2-3!Call me the capital, white naturalBullet lyrical dropper, I run with niggasWho dont give a fuck and carry choppersI got to have it daddy, Im on the come upLabel me black connection 2-2-6! we blowin upHow ya dealin rocks, keep them snaps in yo pocketCuz I see the po-pos, yall know them hoesTryin to keep a nigga downBut Im a hound, I hate to do it to my own kindBut aint love, if you takin mineLyin think and behind, say whats up toMy nine milli settin of somethin sillyNow tell me what ya wanna do cuzIm dumpin on em! bitch!Third verse: {yella boy}Im loaded got my double shot nowIts time to rock shopIm aimin for the dome Im gonna makeEverybody drop the groundIm a buck em down with them double shotsI bes after a bitch a nigga de knocks upon the front doorIm a play it smooth, then wipe the floorThe door cracked, I kicked it in and let both shoots goThree niggas bangin up all them clowns hit the floorI found the cah in a glass trash bag stashI counts the coke and out the backI made a swift dashHopped in my hoptie headed uptownI ditched the body so it wouldnt let the shells foundMy criminal thought as I got closer to the bus stationNo questions ask I call my dogLets take a fuckin vacationI got to run and the money fuck the city bluesYa bitch!Chorus {till the end}

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