on the ground, And cover me so I can hide from my dominator. You're low down and dirty, So low down. You're low down and dirty, and I love the way
**az grow and grow and grow and get dough and roll and ride ni**az die and mommas cry ni**az got alibis and suicides and homicides and three strikes and yo' life and
Dump Back Dump Back Down South We Gonna Hustle To Tha Roster Crow My Nose Runnin' Still Cause A Nigga Used To Blow If Pockets Low I'll Let Ya Know
first Imma dump back dump back Down South we gon hustle to the roster crow My nose runnin still cause a nigga used to blow If pockets low I'll let
infatically Fatal, it attacks the brain automatically Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open Crews that choose to bite might find yourself soakin Dirty and low
goin' shut this whole thang down Going out with a big bang, pow! And that's how the thugs do it You know we get down and dirty Nigga, you know the
me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty My music so loud
catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty My music
And the fuzz treat bruh's like they manhood never was, And if you too powerful, you get bugged like Peter Tosh and Marley was. And my word does nothing
gone still ball [Lil Wayne] No mater what, them people gonna always watch us And them dirty judges gonna keekp on tryin' to knock us Playa haters everwhere, can't trust ya own peeps And
up, NJ'll turn the tune up I'mma tell you who's soon enough to got And I ain't down with getting crossed, and I never been the boss "Wu-Tang!" [U-God
ass was hella big! And she was walkin and that fat ass was swingin I'm thinkin about bangin her, somebody kept ringing her The phone was ringing every twenty seconds And I'm still
the belt, now Plus who hold his self down, all with the same hand Now what's the game plan, let money change hand I'm still champ, and white boys still
dimes and pennies, I'm dollars fives and twenties And I'm twenties fifties Benji's; buy Beamers, Benz and Bentleys Buy bullets, guns and semis; buy Louie
weaker than water, black, He need to stay the fuck up outta my hood or chris and i'll find pat I'm gettin low down and dirty with my 30-30 Just like you
but skills, and I'm ready to throw down It go down, I'm grooving now kicking the do' down No time to slow down, I'm tearing this hoe down But peel your
Gangsta P] Let's get toe down off some X-O, puffin' on the cripto Bent corner eyers up on her, super band low down dirty shame No need to know your