
Date of issue: 09.07.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: JCOR Entertainment
Song language: English
Get It Dirty |
Now what you know about the CLK with fo' doors |
Hoes with no drawers, smokin so raw |
Coke from Omar, the nigga from «Scarface» |
Connects with Sosa, the nigga that killed Tony |
Now I throw pies like pizza chefs |
We eat your bread, y’all niggas get beat to death |
You wanna see somethin? |
Playa watch, we sprayin shots |
When haters plot, some been slingin rocks since Mayor Koch |
I heard a lot about you |
But I don’t give a fuck, so I gotta shout you |
Party Arty in the truck, but you can’t see him |
Had to warn 'em, better join 'em if you can’t beat 'em |
And I’d give anything for my man freedom |
Trick and Tone comin home to the fam-bino |
And I’m that nigga like my man Nino |
So let your crew, your clique, and family know |
We get it dirty nigga |
We get it rockin, get it happenin, we get it dusty |
We get it crunk son, we get it all that, trust me |
Droppin, 'til it’s platinum, 'til it’s dusty |
We get it crunk son, we get it all that, trust me |
We get it flossy, arrogant dog, bossy |
Charge three after I slip a mick in your coffee |
Get off me, started talkin fast and lost me |
Of course we them niggas, «What What» like N.O.R.E |
I blind hoes, when I step in the club |
My chain so bright, I got chicks checkin for bugs |
D-Flow lyrically I’m swift with the tongue fo' sho' |
Killer you feelin me I’m sick with the gun and yo |
It’s nuttin new son, bring your crew son |
I knew none of these rappers, had it, my flow like magic |
Hoes attracted to the kid with the small bling |
South Boogie, niggas got it plus more bling |
On the spot a hot 16 that ain’t shit |
Rock blue and grey all day, and I ain’t Crip |
My bank sick, dough stack to the sky |
And I’mma stay high with a pound in the back of the 5 |
We get it poppin, we get it crackin, we get it dusty |
We get it crunk son, we get it all that, trust me |
Droppin, 'til it’s platinum, 'til it’s dusty |
Get it crunk son, we get it all that, trust me |
What’s my profile? |
Demeanor of a chief over this here beat, check the pow-wow |
Sirens, reminiscent to violence |
Wildlife, with about a hundred niggas behind us |
Get it feelin like it’s World War 3 up in this bitch |
Before the bomb hits nigga |
We get it dirty, done deal, guns I reveal |
Yo' gun stay concealed, let’s leave it at that |
Machine gun rap spray off |
Layin niggas six feet, eyes wide from the chaos |
Many minds wanna know why they call me Mush |
But if I tell ya then I got ta kill ya |
See I leave no stones underturned, that’s how a lot of niggas get burned |
Man I’m «Deep Cover» like Fishburne |
It’s my turn, pay-offs is froo froo |
Layoffs’ll make a nigga turn postal and shoot you |
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