| Artist: JT The Bigga Figga f/ Gigolo G
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| Album: Playaz N the Game
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| Song: Doin Dirt
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| (JT)
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| Foul from the start a young buck be rollin
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| Badder than the baddest cause the baddest is devoted
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| Three young G’z growin up on the West side
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| Down from the start in the dark for the hoo-ride
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| Mackin on the scene every day of the week for the moment
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| Checkin the opponent cause you know we up on it
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| Never whatever makin a move so clever
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| Changin the program like the weather so now you know they clever
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| Creepin through the scene huntin for the green
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| Lookin for the man who got what they need
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| Now it’s on so break it off somethin terrible
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| Viscous as they come you know it’s unbearable
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| G got a Mac-10 D got a Mac-11
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| Seff got a Glock 17 send em straight to heaven
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| So now you know the definition when the drama’s on
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| Watchin your back packin your strap stayin out the danger zone
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| That’s how it is when the niggas up to no good
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| Creepin through the sucka hood man a nigga sure would
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| Catch a bitch by the back of his knapsack
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| Slippin on the dope track got a fat ass stack
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| And niggas up on his shit extra clips on hip ready for the big lick
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| Like my boy from the V says skee-skert
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| Bad ass youngstas mane doin dirt
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| Doin dirt cuz we dirty when the trigger pulls
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| Doin dirt cuz we dirty when the trigger pulls
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| (Gigolo G)
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| Rollin in a G ride plottin a lick
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| See a out of town nigga squattin on gold kicks
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| Ridin 6−4 drop he was sittin on Vogues
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| Bumpin the beat hi-sidin for the hoes
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| He tried to dip off fast but I was at that ass
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| Nigga clippin the nine cuz it was time to blast
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| Popped five times put holes in the 6−4
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| He gave it up smooth to the gangsta Gigolo
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| Hopped in the drop rushed him straight to the spot
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| Left the shit on crates in the parking lot
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| Lifestyle of a gangsta is the only way to get paid
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| Fuck a nine-to-five cause a jack is the trade
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| And blame it on the 8-Ball 211 is in season
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| I smoke foul joints let that be the reason
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| Goin nowhere fast always ready to blast
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| No time to sleep do the shit in my past
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| I’m just a killa to be killed so it feels no guilt
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| Tearin up shit when your boy’s on tilt
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| Bitch made niggas gets fucked in the game
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| It’s the nigga Gigolo and ain’t a damn thing changed
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| I remember back in the days when everybody had funk
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| This side and that side peepin like a mothafucka
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| But now days you got to watch your own kind
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| Cuz the one next to you is the one with the Tech-9
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| He just bought it so he feel like he got stripes
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| Got a extra clip ready to take a nigga life
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| And it just might be you
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| Cuz ya bucked his bitch and ya stepped on his shoe
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| On accident but that is irrelevant
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| He wanna start drama just for the hell of it
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| And to think you used to go to school with this nigga
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| Now ya’ll got bigger and he ready to pull the trigger
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| You say fuck it let’s throw them thangs
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| He say fuck throwing thangs it’s the nineties mane
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| And uh he wanna pop pop and a tat tat
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| Put you on your back cuz you ain’t got your gat
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| No good cuz the nigga’s a sucka
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| Wanna be a gangsta but he’s a punk mothafucka
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| Like my boy from the V says skee-skert
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| Bitch type ass niggas mane doin dirt |