Letras:
The Dirty Heads Believe

the mic you better sing like you believe like you believe, like you believe, like you believe, like you believe like you believe in you, like you, like you believe

This maiden came to town Me have to blick a sound How she so cute And plus so sexy and so round Sunlight catch her skin and lord It good from head

Get It Poppin' N*Gga Hurt Him In That Cherry Six Fo', Shit Ain't No Stoppin' N*Gga Hit Him In The Head And The Body Wit A Bullet, When I Put Him In The

nothin sweet unless its presidential Cause that is where I sleep, now give me my key! [N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash - still sweet

Yeah, I hear a lot of kick in this bitch Turn the music up in this motherfucker Other side of the track niggaz Method Man, Redman, IAM Let's get it dirty

same s**t that got us here [Outlawz] Yo, to every step I take, every foul I make Every jail I break, every mill' I ate Head to head, whoever hustle hardest

: Rollin' windows down kickback trollen I'm holdin' and foldin' see no cold in the streets dirty looks - huh - we think it's funny the workin' class

: [talking] Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south? One time [Chorus] Lord forgive me, for I've sinned Over

It's 50 I'm so real You ain't seen Nothin' realer Ice crack dealer I click clack For the scrilla I'm heartless Ssomething like A cold blooded killer I'm filthy, dirty