What you about to do, Mr. Wizard?
Wes, I eat dirt.
We know you dirty.
We all dirt.
Put in work.
Should we crack the door?
Come on.
Put your dubs up.
For sure.
Cause we getting prunk up.
We all.
We all.
Noble fucking clubs up.
Spit game.
Holiday.
Mr. Quick to pull the smoke out.
Make y'all choke out.
Focus right.
Keep the money tight.
Shit, I live the life.
chrome d spinning on him six threes rack top pimping with the booming system flows custom ms can't touch them white russians make them shake something dirt's all out put one in your mouth
Pull the G-string down south, pow.
Dirt work.
Live a life like dirt.
Run the night like dirt.
Dirty, dirty.
Creep up in your spot.
You know it's just dirt.
Dirt.
Creep at night like dirt.
Run up in like dirt.
Put in work.
Smoke it out like dirt.
Put in work.
You gotta put Big Cass on it.
I rode up, smacked his spit out your mouth.
Not the east or the north or the motherfucking south.
West rolling, trip cord holding.
Put my hands to your mouth, nigga, you folding.
I'm Snowden.
Mickey Coward's in the game.
It's time that you silly niggas exit from the game.
Stop.
Drop, fuck hip-hop, I will not hesitate to peel your monkey ass from the top of Mrs. Sett's stall.
I said, hell no, I'ma clean up the game till I get rid of all of y'all.
Full motherfucking hogs doing dirt till this shit ends.
Dirt work.
Live a life like dirt, run the night like dirt, creep up in your spot, you know it's just dirt, dirt, dirt.
Creep at night like dirt.
Run up in like dirt.
Put in work.
Smoke it out like dirt.
Put in work.
We all dirt.
Dirt.
Everybody knows that you're really a ho, but you still tellin' lies to me.
You keep tellin' your friends that you know you ain't fuckin' with Joe, but you still gon' slide with me.
Outside of the club, three o'clock, and we rollin' the doves.
Got the truck filled with chicks, we on the route to fuck.
We the clique that make the Trez anthem.
I know I got you sick when you heard the kid's shit splatter.
We thug ass, killing them dead.
Tell a bitch watch her teeth while she giving me head.
We on the bed with the gooch covers.
Cut it so bad, made her think I was Slim Cow Hoops, brother.
And you know we ain't shit, girl.
But you keep coming back for the dick.
You the shit, girl.
We stay putting in work.
I know your feelings are certain.
Me and Miz, mind your business.
Stay dealing in dirt.
Dirt.
Dirt.
Live a life like dirt.
Run the night like dirt.
Creep up in your spot.
You know it's just dirt.
Fuck a drop I walked up
Fofo slugs leave the streets chalked up.
Sherm stick high made me lose control.
And now you got a hollow hole and a funeral.
I hoot bang.
I kick your gang bang.
I...
Dope slang, I do the damn thing.
Got more stripes than a referee.
Make you take your last breath with me.
pop you like ecstasy.
Chicka choppa shootin' two two threes.
Goin' through walls and trees.
Y'all's niggas fall at ease to all the holes in G's with all the cheese.
Bank roll out long like rubbers and stick it in water because we like blood, brother.
Uh-huh, I automatic when I put in work.
Wet up your sweatshirt, Mac do dirt.
Dirt.
Dirt.
Dirt.
Live a life like dirt.
Put in work Dirt Put in work Dirt Dirt
Dirt.
Creep at night like dirt.
Put in work.
Run up in like dirt.
Put in work.
We all dirt.
Dirt.
Dirt nigga.
Fuck it, if you dirty, get dirty, nigga.
Get down and motherfucking dirty, nigga.
Ain't use a bullshit with it, nigga.
Spark that flame, nigga.
Pop that flame, nigga.
Fuck.
If you got too close your eyes, just squeeze the trigger, motherfucker.
Fuck it.
Live a life like dirt.
Dealing with dirt.
Run the night like dirt.
See me?
Putting work.
Putting work.