Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dirt Off Your Shoulders (feat. Baby Jokes, Chino Grande), artist - Charlie Row Campo
Date of issue: 18.01.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dirt Off Your Shoulders (feat. Baby Jokes, Chino Grande) |
Baby Jokes: |
You want that gangsta stuff |
I couldn’t hang it up |
I got that raw touch |
For your slutt to make her blush damn |
Im at the spot & you know them bitches pop yeh |
Im on the block & you know them fellas pop yeh |
Ive been away, away with them filthy chains |
Of doing right thangs |
For it gotta rain |
Who’s the sly to say I ain’t the right guy |
Of doing time baby i still can dance |
Am I a pimp na i just furnace |
See I let her guess |
She loves that freppy sex |
Your examp, your minds been slowly closing |
I was chosin |
The hulk did more than holdin |
It’s fully loaded |
All we need is a secret slogan |
I got boys in motion as Vegas Hogan |
Who you foolin Im from the city where its still shooken |
On the side of the team & we ain’t losin |
Get Get That That Dirt Off Your Off Your Shoulders |
Dirt Dirt Off Your Shoulders Dirt Dirt Off Your Shoulders |
Chino Grande: |
Bust your left eye like Lisa Lopez |
Slide through your hood with a ski mask mo-ped |
3−5-7 keep my pockets warm |
Pa shot filled with the reason why your lock is torn |
Im a disturbed child raising 3 of my own |
Guns bustin let ya kno that im still in the zone |
Im strapped with a chrome |
That taphlaunce fill up your home |
Im just the reason why the feds got a tap on the phone |
Im duckin, dodgin, & mobbin around alleys at night |
Servin that candy-coded see thru just ain’t rite |
I got these photozays tryna undastand while im gone |
A single father, no welfare, I gotta be strong |
Baby mama in the county & we can’t get along |
So till then comprehend i got to right my wrongs |
So observe what you heard isolated the drama |
But the truth still remains Ima do what i wanna |
Baby Jokes: |
What stopped |
Still got your mind South Side |
I got a thing for the scene yeh Im still hot |
You talk alot, fool was it all good |
My credits stood |
Yeh i hit the hood |
Its understood that these guns play for blood |
& I’ll be damned if my son gets raised in slums |
Whats the ticket |
I know they out politickin |
Well thats you, its a fucked up livin |
Im kumin left na fool im kumin right |
Doin time in the shoe you dont see no knife |
You seen it burstin |
Next thing it was hurtin |
Why you trippin you knew what you derservin |
Repercussions, I gotta keep it Russian |
Kinda harsh like that vodka rushin |
Wheres the kush |
I need that extra push |
Chino, Jokes in this bitch with that new touch |