| Finished up my work, leavin' out my spot
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| Punch niggas in they face but I don’t punch clocks
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| Before I hit the crib I’mma make a stop
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| And order me a Dirty Martini on the rocks
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| Yeah, that was cool, I take another shot
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| a nigga gettin' shot
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| I ain’t even moved and my temper’s real hot
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| So I’mma have a Dirty Martini on the rocks
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| I had a hard day at work but the work was self tho
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| Takin' me a break, a hustler never
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| Every dollar you make a bitch try’na spend
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| Every dollar you make niggas thinkin' it’s 10
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| If you don’t understand the grind then nigga
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| You don’t understand me nigga
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| And if you got a problem it’s gon' be with a beat nigga
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| The name is Troy Ave but I’m far from local
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| My gun go off, I ain’t from vocal
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| It be too much from suckas now
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| Who did a lil punk scams, think they hustlers now
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| These pussy ass niggas all wanna-be thugs
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| We catchin' bodies over here, get your mother some hoes
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| Embracin' my bricks on your neighborhood blocks
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| Ain’t no beef till my money gettin' stopped
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| I’m shootin' me a nigga out they mothafuckin' socks
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| I’m a Dirty Martini on the rocks
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| Finished up my work, leavin' out my spot
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| Punch niggas in they face but I don’t punch clocks
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| Before I hit the crib I’mma make a stop
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| And order me a Dirty Martini on the rocks
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| Yeah, that was cool, I take another shot
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| a nigga gettin' shot
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| I ain’t even moved and my temper’s real hot
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| So I’mma have a Dirty Martini on the rocks
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| Yo, I don’t wanna do shit but get money and fuck hoes (word)
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| Keep my coke number a few bellow (word)
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| I’m talkin' 'bout grams, I’m talkin' 'bout Oz
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| I’m talkin' 'bout bricks, but you already know
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| It’s your boy Troy Ave swag
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| With the semi-auto on me, 'cause my nerve’s fucking bad
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| I can shoot niggas, I don’t shoot hoops
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| The birds got me ballin' so I stay in the Koop (skrrt)
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| on the wheels, heavy on the chills
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| Keep atleast 250 20 dollar bills
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| Niggas know the deal, niggas know I deal
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| So when you want to shop I give you a good deal
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| Finished up my work, leavin' out my spot
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| Punch niggas in they face but I don’t punch clocks
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| Before I hit the crib I’mma make a stop
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| And order me a Dirty Martini on the rocks
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| Yeah, that was cool, I take another shot
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| a nigga gettin' shot
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| I ain’t even moved and my temper’s real hot
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| So I’mma have a Dirty Martini on the rocks
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| My baby it’s a Mobb Deep party all night
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| We have a few laughs and tell a few lies
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| Whatever it take for me to get up in them thots
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| I tell them what they want
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| They give me what I like
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| Brooklyn, Queens they with, we gettin' ride
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| I’m 3 months home
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| I’m feelin' good to be alive
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| Got my California cousins runnin' with the 5's
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| Gangbang, maintain, all my niggas live
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| If we don’t keep it extra hard, then who will?
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| Yeah them niggas spit rough but
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| They lack the skills
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| They keep every wolf fed and pay the house bills
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| And keep the songs comin' like I’m on them blue pills
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| Illuminati paid, my nigga I been lied
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| And bend arms like a wife beater
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| No ike, this is real hoody shit
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| No fraudulence
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| Troy Ave my co-defence
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| We gon' drink our pain away
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| I smell a rat — exposin' it
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| Finished up my work, leavin' out my spot
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| Punch niggas in they face but I don’t punch clocks
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| Before I hit the crib I’mma make a stop
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| And order me a Dirty Martini on the rocks
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| Yeah, that was cool, I take another shot
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| a nigga gettin' shot
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| I ain’t even moved and my temper’s real hot
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| So I’mma have a Dirty Martini on the rocks |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dirty Martini , by - Troy Ave. Song from the album Bricks In My Backpack, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп