name yeah, dirt nasty My future's looking dim, dirt dirtiest rapper ali live Like it'll never never be the same This Dirt Nasty trying to leave this, this
make you cakes and all you bricks Lay down, hate now It's Girt Boys, S.L.A.B. and Trae, you know we gotta represent H-Town, whoa now Don't beef with the
Moe is up in this bitch and this niggas singin, comin through just like L those bells are ringin, Big Moe wreck one more so we can hit this flow, cause
, wit ah 44 magnum and it was laughin at you. Laugh in tha mash, foe safety, betch you this race on this, 180's dead and gone, runnin through this punk thug town
dirt up in my piss, gotta partna named Chris movin keys, lemme chop em down in my safe I gotta key and a pound pound of the weed, I gotta quarter ounce
