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letra de dirty - icewear vezzo

[intro]
pour that sh-t up, gang
the money come first, n-gga
(june, you’re a g*nius)

[verse 1]
thirty-round glock, spent a bird on my watch
pop a perc’ and burn out, b-tch, we servin’ all drop
twenty chains on, good dirt in my pop
i don’t beef with no rap b-tch, we murdered all opps
real street n-gga, this sh-t run in my blood
i was already cuz, n-ggas heard of my pops
we don’t cop pleas, we ain’t squashin’ no beef
been steppin’ on sh-t, you know brodie don’t stop
ap dancin’ like riri
everything bustdown, them vv’s, n-gga
f-ck a big homie, got it all on my own
went and signed to myself, i don’t need these n-ggas
a1 plug, fifty grams every g
best dog in the city, you should see these b-tches
we really on go, they ain’t shootin’ up sh-t
they’d rather point fingers, can’t believe these n-ggas
left out the feds to a drophead
dopehouse on mackney and rockhead
i don’t do a show ‘less the chop in
got a young thot ho, let her pop xans
off pure codeine, i’m a wock’-head
blue slips on me, finna drop red
only hang with the robbers and the hotheads
i’ll press play on n-ggas, better stop playin’, n-gga
[chorus]
feds touched down, we was dirty
double cup, we sippin’ on dirty
lil’ cousin got caught with a 30
ap bust down, that’s a birdie
ol’ p-ssy-ass n-ggas gettin’ murdered
big glock on me, it’s dirty
can’t talk to that b-tch, she dirty
real street n-gga, b-tch, we servin’
when the feds touched down, we was dirty
double cup, we sippin’ on dirty
lil’ cousin got caught with a 30
ap bust down, that’s a birdie
ol’ p-ssy-ass n-ggas gettin’ murdered
big glock on me, it’s dirty
can’t talk to that b-tch, she dirty
real street n-gga, b-tch, we servin’

[verse 2]
i’m uptown with the gang, really press down
free the guys, twenty chains, we don’t ride, n-ggas lame
your shine ain’t the same
everybody eatin’, take xans while i’m leanin’, i get high for the pain
been grindin’ for days
gotta run it up, lil’ cuz got caught with two nines and a drac’
on god, n-ggas fake
and hoes ain’t sh-t, been froze every kit, n-ggas dyin’ for the fame
grind and it came
forty sold pills, way before i had a deal, i was buyin’ up drank
hundred rounds in the k
just blew a half a mil’
got two thousand seals sittin’ down in the a
i ain’t seen a drought in ten years, on navy
every n-gga ’round this sh-t blow crazy
gold ap, bustdown, that’s an eighty
400k in jewels, that’s a dawn or a wraith, lil’ n-gga
[chorus]
feds touched down, we was dirty
double cup, we sippin’ on dirty
lil’ cousin got caught with a 30
ap bust down, that’s a birdie
ol’ p-ssy-ass n-ggas gettin’ murdered
big glock on me, it’s dirty
can’t talk to that b-tch, she dirty
real street n-gga, b-tch, we servin’
when the feds touched down, we was dirty
double cup, we sippin’ on dirty
lil’ cousin got caught with a 30
ap bust down, that’s a birdie
ol’ p-ssy-ass n-ggas gettin’ murdered
big glock on me, it’s dirty
can’t talk to that b-tch, she dirty
real street n-gga, b-tch, we servin’

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