letra de out the dirt - d4n
verse 1: look, with in my 20 years of living i done seen the weirdest stuff/ n-gg-s ain’t there when you need them, but they say it’s only love/ i done been real from the jump/ really made it out the slums/ & i did it on my own with no handouts from no-one/ since a kid been writing poems/ only way to express emotion, roll a backwood, yeah it’s potent/ send a b-tch across the ocean… b-tch chose me, from that moment she was going/ 60 racks later she some bonafide hoeing/ i…. can’t stop pouring, got the b-tch still touring/ 304 done got her heart broke… baby you gotta focus/ b-tch got her heart broke, sorry it’s short notice/ you couldn’t meet my quota, & baby you wasn’t worth it/ it’s pimpin going on/ come buy it, i got the whole kit/ you stripping on the pole or finessing the mind of a trick/ im gone need my donations daily, a feen for the strips/ trying to cop that big body benz it is what it is…
hook: rather it’s a lick or it’s a verse, i’m always known to get it out the dirt (get it out the dirt)/ i been having fall-outs with the turf/ because i rather send a b-tch for what she worth ( i’m gone put the game first)/ & just in case this rap don’t work, i’m gone always have my hands on her purse (my hands in her purse)/ how you pimpin but you go to work, clocking in n-gg- tell me how that work?
verse 2: done seen it all, done done it all, took a lot fights, crashed foreign cars/ why n-gg-s still trippin? because i knocked him now he b-tchless/ that sh-t is so suspicious, that’s bfe if you ask me/ n-gg-s on the blade trying to fade over the b-tch i knocked last week/ hoe please, hand me that fee before approaching me/ my guidance on a whole nother level, so come praise a p/ 2500 & maybe you can stay with me/ tell me all your wishes, i’ll turn them into your living dream/ who is he? that guy kicking flavor, the cleanest on the scene/ you f-ck for free, can’t hang round a playa, yo p-ssy probably stink/ s.a.b the label, it’s nothing but izm on the team/ free the pimpin mozze campaigning until he out the clink/ the page shutting down, but the blade boomin all day and week/ my bottom hoe she down & around & she just stole an ap/ giving thanks above to the game gods for blessing me/ respected by o-p’s, all across the state churchin over seas….
hook: rather it’s a lick or it’s a verse, i’m always known to get it out the dirt (get it out the dirt)/ i been having fall-outs with the turf/ because i rather send a b-tch for what she worth ( i’m gone put the game first)/ & just in case this rap don’t work, i’m gone always have my hands on her purse (my hands in her purse)/ how you pimpin but you go to work, clocking in n-gg- tell me how that work?
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