Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gimme Sum Mo , by - DirtyRelease date: 26.02.2001
Song language: English
Gimme Sum Mo |
| Whooo! |
| Okay okay okay |
| Check this out |
| That’s them Dirty slum boys finna lock it down this time |
| And when we lock it down it ain’t gon' be for a little while |
| It gon' be for infinity |
| Nigga that means now and forever |
| The Dirty slum got you mad now |
| We stackin' cash now |
| Money out the ass now |
| Pushin' cadillacs now |
| Finna hit yo stash |
| With my ski mask |
| Lick you from the back |
| Leave yo pockets flat |
| We all about that bread |
| I’ll bust yo head |
| Burn yo ass with lead |
| Leave you where you played |
| I saw you tryin' to flex |
| You shoulda fled |
| If you scared say it |
| Too late you dead |
| Now I got yo block |
| We choppin' rocks |
| All off in our socks |
| We got the Gump locked |
| Now hoes wanna jock |
| Cause we on top |
| But when the Dirty drop |
| It ain’t gon' stop |
| Now you heard we on the grind now |
| That’s all the time now |
| Skeetin' down for dimes |
| I gotta get mine |
| The bud we smoke is? |
| Sometimes it’s pine |
| Leave yo girl blind |
| When this? |
| shine |
| And for all my niggas who got that weed |
| We gon' sack it up |
| All my niggas got some beef |
| We gon back it up |
| And all my niggas who got that cheese |
| We gon' rack it up |
| And if you sittin' on some D’s |
| We gon' jack it up |
| To all my girls bouncin' ass |
| Won’t you drop it low |
| All my girls spittin' game |
| Just be bout that dough |
| All my girls who gon' freak |
| We can freak on the flo' |
| And I ain’t leavin' out yo house till you gimme sum mo' |
| My niggas is riders |
| Gon' off purple sky dust |
| We ain’t no hoes nigga so don’t try us |
| We makin' hits while these boys throwin' fists |
| We still gettin' rich while these dummies talk shit |
| But they caught the short end of the stick |
| Oh well |
| That shit they rap about |
| Man I’m surprised they can’t tell |
| That’s why I’m down with some niggas that’s gon' bust |
| Them niggas ain’t with us |
| Then them niggas we don’t trust |
| ??? |
| he quick to turn somethin' |
| And Mr. Blue |
| He stay true |
| And Fat Mack keep 12-Mack |
| ??? |
| be down for the brawl |
| That nigga pimpin' small |
| Got some fire off the wall |
| V-Dog you know he boss hard |
| ??? |
| playa you know that nigga down to stack mail |
| But Big Pimp boy you shoulda been first |
| That nigga quick to leave a bitch nigga off in the dirt |
| Hook |
| We got that thang crunk now |
| Up in the Gump now |
| Let that thang thump now |
| All up out yo trunk now |
| We goin' double plat |
| Right off the back |
| Got yo girl layin' flat |
| All off in her kat |
| We got them refer sacks |
| Oooh they so fat |
| Get ya high like crack |
| Put ya on yo back |
| Forever I be slurred |
| Off thunderbird |
| Got that caddy swurved |
| All up on the curb |
| Now we crackin' skulls |
| Just for the love |
| You claim you was a thug |
| But you gets drug |
| Plus we got them slugs |
| They for yo chest |
| Now you never shoulda flexed |
| Now you may rest |
| We flipped out on the scene |
| Dirty boys clean |
| Y’all know what I mean |
| All about that green |
| Central Squad rule |
| And now y’all through |
| When them 6 flew |
| Droppin' 3 plus 2 |
| Hook 2x's |