Songtexte: Das Efx. Dedicated.

Dedicated, dedicated
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Yo, well, if the honeys think I'm stuck up, I tell 'em shut the fuck up
And you can get'cha man, I bet a grand he gettin' broke up
So whatta, who wanna fuck around and get silly?
Really? We're on the road again just like Willie

Nelson, so what the hell son, no bore ya
Annoy ya when I spill the beans like lawyer
I saw ya, tried to pick my style, hit the balls
I guess you must be ready to die like Biggie Smalls

Diggity good heavens, it all started in the projects like the Evans
But fuck the good times, we packin' weapons
Want the fortune and the fame kid, you know the name, kid
Style reign, puttin' MC's through style change

And if you want me, then you got to come get me
I'm strictly fuckin' niggas up like 1 50
1, two rum shots chased precise
Two gun shots but it's sheisty, they wanna ice

Thinkin' I might beat the hurt, I'm not him
And I'm gon' get paid and fool like Rakim

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Well, here I come, word, yo, this be my third release
I never let the honeys and the moneys get me geese, peace
To the crews payin' dues in the background
How my rap sound? Yo Boogie Banger, bring it back now

Niggas with the runnin' mile, your time's runnin' out
I make it happen, niggas slackin', son, they dumbin' out
Actin' fly, jack passed me by
Muah, you can kiss that black ass goodbye

No lie, see I fry your crew 'til they sizzle
Fizzle, you know the sewer style is in bizzle
Bull take a pull, lift your floor money pack
Backs before I put a whoopin' on that ass

Do not get the booze, split the L, stuff it well
Niggas bullshittin', wonder how the fuck it sell
Now dig it, me and my man, we came wit it
We stuffin' motherfuckers out the way and like Riddick

Admit it, I'm right to rough so tighten up
I'm audi for them niggas actin' rowdy, lightin' blunts, what?

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

To all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
To all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated to all the niggas who on the game kid
Dedicated to all the chicks that do the same