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Yo we ridin' dirty, you don't know me b*tch
Chorus:
Silkk and Mercedes together
Mercedes, Tru down and dirty
(repeat 2X)
Silkk
Watch your back when I be ridin
Cause I'm known to get down and dirty
Or should I say I'm bout it, bout it!
Silkk
See I'm, always sulkin like a bad kid
AK's under the mattress, automatic for static
Watch your back when I ride
Cuz I, roll with the tech and blastin will be uncivilized
Hat, like y'all heard me
I'm known to get down and fkin dirty
Y'all bustas just ain't worthy
I live loose adn live frightless
I'm in a crowded room, cut the lights off, turn em back on
I got everybody's rings and necklace
Check check this, hop on the block, nigg*
Stop, nigg* out my mind, thinkin like a glock nigg*
It's a risky business, ask Boz he'll tell ya
Ask P, he'll tell you , six deep is how us G's ride
On some gangsta s**t
I'm down to kickin your fkin door
But I'll spray this s**t, y'all ain't feelin
I'm doin it for a meal
Stop pause for a sec, I'm ridin dirty, guard your grill
Chorus 4X
Silkk
I'm on some Beamer 740 s**t, crazy r*tarded s**t
Some rum bacardi s**t
When I bust, run, cuz they know, I hardly miss
Potnas be trippin ever since I first made it
I'm bad like a first grader
Face like a eight grader
I'm on some s**t that'll make the wanna jump out the game
I'm down to act bad, dude I got through, to make some change
By any means me dream is on the triple beam
Schemes twice a week to get my money of my cream
Y'all girls ain't feelin, how I do it, how I won it
If you did it, I done done it, dope I count less than hundred
Got one of my block retaliatin, till we all fall
I'm out the supersport, bumpin, dumpin on all y'all
Chorus 4X
C-Murder
nigg*, I'm ridin dirty, like U.G.K. homes
If you can't respect the fact that I'm strapped, keep your as* at home
I'd rather be in the pen, more than the motherfkin grave
And have my picture on the news, instead of the motherfkin front page
I'm TRU nigg*! so act like me to the fullest
I gots my finger on this trigga, and you know I'm ready to pull it
C and Silkk, commenced to bustin and that as*
Don't try to play me boy, we leave you layin up in a body bag
With P dog, the colonel of No Limit
That's my label b*tch, so I gots to represent it
Like, Martin Luther King, I gotta dream
To be a, multi-millionaire, make hits and stack cream
With TRU tatooed on my back and my arm
Don't bury me a G, cause I plan to live long
Much love to my homes, dead and in the bushes
Reminiscin, pour our 40's, and smoke mad Swishers
Straight out the gutter, like G-blood
Silkk, C-Murder, TRU, down and dirty
We run this motherfker