budget (nope) Quarter million out the pocket said promotion fuck it What up trap niggas Scraping up that dirty change What up rap niggas this industry's a dirty
This is the remix Hey Dorrough, you know you started something With this Get Big shit, right Got the whole world on it now, huh? Catch up suckas Hey
Japanese like Nomi Masho She got a bangin body, cold sushi with warm saki If I'm rappin sloppy, she got me... [Kool G Rap] Welcome to my world, danger
your girlfriend's hair Yes, she'll blow one tonight fo yo sorrows Don't want no girlfriends Just need my dope I just need my dope One foot on the world
[Jean Grae] Been a long time (yes) shouldn't have left you Without a dope beat to step to Say - uhh, shouldn't have left you without a dope beat to
from the rotten apple, dirty streets and alleys Bed-Stuy Brooklyn doin' it exactly, get at me Holla, like Missy and Ja Rule Ain't a crowd in the world
choir My every thought is pain, strain and stressing me to death Everyday is like a rehearsal, that's prepping me for death I think I'm ready because this world
(Uhh) Definitely what they been waitin' for (You already know, yeah) At least a certain percentage of the world (Uh huh) Anyway (Haha haha) Can I talk
roll I play the block and stroll Stop and go, cop an old up town choppin Choppin for dough, prophecise Monopolize ingrown, pull back with no remorse The horse power cross bow Soundin dope
it Making my paper independent, got seven years in it Dope House platinum eyes, nigga that's when we finish Man it's a dirty game but yet I shine so clean
help but reminisce back when we slung drugs Know it's bad but all we had was our hopes and dreams Couldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends
o shaggy 2 dope and violent j with hearts full of wickedtry Bitch fuck what you sayin im pluggin one in your cranium Put two in my pockets like the rhythm of my world
it engulfs the tip of my dick. We real sick bitch. Run and tell a friend twiztid in at the beginning becomes the beginning of the end. The world dealt
die Come on stand up, still-a, a nigga that's gettin' iller If you're weak or you're sleepin' You get the cap I peel up And til-I, I kill a sucker duck dope
my dick on your mouth, givin you the birdie pail-ass squirtin hershey on your bitch stomach You must have not heard me I'm the Dizzy Scurby, world's most dirty
4 little kids And the teacher gettin plugged I don't give a fuck style Tell me come jiggy I rock kix and swishees Coppin moet wit 2 counterfeit 50's What? Dirty
niggas that sick 'cause we sicker Niggas slangin' flickers I'm in the projects ballin' with my niggas I'm hustlin' quarters and thirty sacks Niggas ain't fuckin' with dirty
no women no kids and I'ma shine on this nigga like Mop 'N Glo you think he stopped and load he jumped down with the rocks and a bomb on a dope but he