Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dipped In Blak, artist - DirtyDate of issue: 26.02.2001
Song language: English
Dipped In Blak |
| Oh yes it’s I |
| The gangsta that be leavin' niggas bloody |
| Told ya that you can hurt |
| Mr. G gettin' nutty |
| You get hauled off |
| My clique’ll break you off |
| I run with nothin' but G’s |
| They all claim boss |
| You might get lost when we get hold to ya |
| Representin' that Hoova |
| But don’t ya know what we’ll do ya |
| Put them bullet holes through ya |
| Now you havin' no future |
| Didn’t really wanna do it |
| But you was beggin' me to shoot ya |
| I show my folks much love round my way |
| Cause if it’s beef then I need them |
| Them all gon' spray |
| Them all got K’s |
| Shit them all don’t play |
| And to them ones that’s fakin' |
| Them all gon' pay |
| I got these niggas lovin' this old Dirty ass shit |
| Plus I got them bitches rubbin' me all over my dick |
| Now we all gon' ride until the day we die |
| Fuck them other niggas cause my G’s get live |
| Now we be dipped in that black |
| Throw my clips to the right |
| We gon' stay poppin' 6 from the day till the night |
| We gon' stay stackin' cheese cause we grind to get paid |
| We gon' stay representin' nigga hittin' up blades |
| We got G’s in the front |
| We got G’s in the back |
| We got G’s all around cause they down like that |
| We got G’s in the South in the East in the West |
| Fuck with these and believe that you gon' be put to rest |
| Now don’t try to test cause this shit is for real |
| Comin' through slangin' steel |
| Knockin' niggas off they heels |
| What the deal ho |
| You know I’m out to get my cheese |
| Makin' you niggas bleed |
| Just to stay on my feet |
| Keep a fat sack of weed just to have my mind throwed |
| Rollin' with Optimo |
| Cheefin' till ain’t no mo' |
| Nigga we holla folks |
| Fuck with us and get smoked |
| Choke ya until you cold |
| Watch how quick you get broke |
| So if we collide |
| I puttin' out yo lights |
| I know that it ain’t right |
| It’s just how I feel inside |
| My clique thugged out |
| You know what we about (Boss) |
| We spittin' game at hoes cause we straight from the South |
| Hook |
| Now all my G’s known to put a nigga to sleep |
| All my G’s bury niggas 6 feet deep |
| All my G’s never leave they house without that heat |
| And all my G’s know we runnin' these streets |
| All my G’s known to put a nigga to sleep |
| All my G’s bury niggas 6 feet deep |
| And all my G’s never leave they house without that heat |
| And all my G’s know we runnin' these streets |
| Hook |
| Y’all niggas just don’t know |
| Y’all niggas don’t never understand how these G’s do it |
| Uh, but we stay dipped in that black from the day through the night |
| Aight |