Muthafuckas fakin and frontin like they don't know what time it is Niggas on the streets ain't really got a muthafuckin choice Muthafucka (So niggas is forced to do dirt
forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt I only
Traduzione: Ice-T. Costretti a fare Dirt.
Traduzione: Ice T. Costretti a fare Dirt.
fakin and frontin like they don't know what time it is Niggas on the streets ain't really got a muthafuckin choice Muthafucka (So niggas is forced to do dirt
about our clique but he don't Crazy You see the writing on my dick You know that trick, Tracy yeah, she's making me sick living that life we used to do
Lotus Black Rain it falls upon us And I don't need normal therapy I know who I am And I don't like a blade through your brain do ya KA BLAM!! [Blaze]
bills--in my white tee Man how my ice be--dirty that ain't like me You listening to the 2004 "Teddy Riley" Pumping in my white tee, I do this all night
t throw fits, I throw folks You had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches I call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school But I'm big
dirt on you right before I go into my Maino mode If I smell the scent of Yung Berg on ya Till it ain't no more, ain't no dough Get into his ass cause
on the sand dune, by the beach Reaching my peak, speak now Or forever hold your peace, and I'm married to the beat like I do, man I do what I do, me and
We Go [Chorus] Let's take these rappers out, No doubt On the streets they ain't got no pout, No doubt Haven't they figured it out, No doubt Don't nobody
meme plus rien qui nous implique Meme la vie nous tient a bout de bras On oeuvre dans l'ombre Ayant conscience de notre force La force du nombre C'est
his nose glue Til' his mind can't take what he's gon' through Lookin' in that dirt for that ice so blue Then The Royal Family, the ice goes to And this
the head After I ripped you up to shreds I'll take a sip of what you bled Don't ever try and hawk cause I don't wanna talk Ill play the kind of sport
[Necro] Shout out to all you dirt bags, NYU dirt bags That's right scum suckers - guess who's in the house? I came here to lace you, you pigs, you get
before I put two in ya face Dirt on my kicks, hoodies all lookin for whips Catch a rat nigga, leave his Bentley sittin on bricks Bloody ice-pick fights