[Intro] [In a little kids voice] Uncle Pimp and G [G] What's up Could you read us a hoodtime story please? [G]Y'all all in the trap Yep [G]Ok, ok...Here
e'en have my music crunk, now they tryin' to play me Every time they stop me they don't get nothin' so I know they hatin' (not to day) I'm slippin' ridin' dirty
(feat. Bun B) [Intro: Mr. G-stack] Yeah... What? Okay... yeah Dirty Boyz back.. This song for all them hoes in the club All them bad bitches All the
[Intro: Big Pimp] Hahaha Yeah, Dirty Boyz back I know in life, sometimes it seem like you might be stressed with a lotta problems that you can't answer
nigga You say you trill come take like a soldier fuck-nigga Man it's funny...how everything they got to say (got to say) Ain't revealed till them Dirty
see me ride by [Dirty version:] Nigga you's a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Nigga you's a window shopper In the jewelery store, looking
t worthy, none of you niggas could stop me And none of you niggas could hurt me If worse come to worse, I'ma get down and dirty Though the Ouija can't
game checker, "put-her-in-her-place" So poof, yea she disappear, gone without a trace Summer rockin? the black Prada kicks without the lace, the Dirty, just ain?t the Dirty
came before me All of ya'll in the office that promote me on the streets All the mom and pop store that don't get alot of credit the spots in the hood
neighborhood, there was a little dirty boy that was up to no good, he had a chip in his tooth and a mic in his hand, he had a dirty ass head from the
a way All my life, riding dirty on the highway All my life and it all changed in one day All my life it's the moment i been waiting on the hood never
started snitchin [Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh uh, yo [$hort] Beyotch! Verse One: Jay-Z Growin up in the hood just my dog and me We used to hustle in the hood
it's how you win it I cheat and steal and sin and I'm a cynic For those about to rock we salute you The dirty thoughts for dirty minds we contribute
They Work At, Where Niggas Get Merked At Her Wish Bread [?] Where They Mount It Up And Drop The Purp At Cant You Tell Im Hood Rich You Aint From My Hood
the crown where it's at 10 years Never been done this real by nobody To my seed, May I lead you into no greed or evil In the categories of stories I
Grand Get Some Blow Buy The Daum Liquor Store Drink Untill We Drunk Then In The Morning Then We Hit The Jewelry Store Yellow Fits Yellow Wrists
