[Intro] [In a little kids voice] Uncle Pimp and G [G] What's up Could you read us a hoodtime story please? [G]Y'all all in the trap Yep [G]Ok, ok...Here
e'en have my music crunk, now they tryin' to play me Every time they stop me they don't get nothin' so I know they hatin' (not to day) I'm slippin' ridin' dirty
(feat. Bun B) [Intro: Mr. G-stack] Yeah... What? Okay... yeah Dirty Boyz back.. This song for all them hoes in the club All them bad bitches All the
[Intro: Big Pimp] Hahaha Yeah, Dirty Boyz back I know in life, sometimes it seem like you might be stressed with a lotta problems that you can't answer
nigga You say you trill come take like a soldier fuck-nigga Man it's funny...how everything they got to say (got to say) Ain't revealed till them Dirty
see me ride by [Dirty version:] Nigga you's a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Nigga you's a window shopper In the jewelery store, looking
t worthy, none of you niggas could stop me And none of you niggas could hurt me If worse come to worse, I'ma get down and dirty Though the Ouija can't
and some shit? ..I need some pussy though I'm ready for a Catwoman or something f-fuck it, lets go! Aiyyo Shareefa go to the store for me. I need some
we let the fiends hold 'em Fake aliases, no driver's license or socials But we cold cheek shit, so many hammers left the clerk speechless Outdoors my niggaz is dirty
Dirty I Got Brick Fair Nigga I Can Buy A Whole Thang If This Rap Shit Stop Then Im Sellin Cocaine Got A Mexican Connect So You Know Im Hood Rich He Be
started snitchin [Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh uh, yo [$hort] Beyotch! Verse One: Jay-Z Growin up in the hood just my dog and me We used to hustle in the hood
They Work At, Where Niggas Get Merked At Her Wish Bread [?] Where They Mount It Up And Drop The Purp At Cant You Tell Im Hood Rich You Aint From My Hood
the crown where it's at 10 years Never been done this real by nobody To my seed, May I lead you into no greed or evil In the categories of stories I
and the wrong clit, crossin' my path and no doubt will get that ass kicked, still on a mission therefore I gotta have it trick nothin' but yourself the sucka's at the store
see me Goin' To Jail But your boy'll make bail, get out and set sail And hit, every drug spot in the hood, and collect mail It's Trife, the barbarian,
reason big dog was called representer of the five block villian nigga dog well respected in the crime don way back to pauls that's my liquor store my hood
for this struggle Stay in them trenches hella dirty, grit and hussle. [Chorus] Ain't nobody ever gave me nothing I'm on my own, I was down and dirty
prepare for this struggle Stay in them trenches hella dirty, grit and hussle. [Chorus] Ain't nobody ever gave me nothing I'm on my own, I was down and dirty
