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letra de play dirty - paul wall and chamillionaire

[hook: chamillionaire & 50/50 twin]
play dirty
like i slipped in mud before the game
and the coach wouldn’t even let a playa go change
play dirty
i talk more trash than ali
i float like a b-tterfly and sting like a bee
play dirty
break ya nose like rodman did pippen
the minute you start trippin, i’ll slip the banana clip in
play dirty
everything in life ain’t fair so sometimes you gotta play dirty
do you feel me on that there?

[verse 1: 50/50 twin]
man f-ck a rule book cuddy i play dirty
i cook 2 on stovers when i cook birdies
i got tattoos white boxers t-shirts and slugs
if in the mirror then i’m fixin my mug
i put a n-gga on the top floor
i beat him with a jack show him that i’m not a ho
fill an application out at papadeaux’s
work my way up to manager and rob the hoes
you never know what i’m gonna do next like a lava lamp
pull out the pockets on the d-mn dada pants
ridin in a throwed lil car hotter than some fiya ants
i be actin like bin laden i think i got a problem man
i ain’t the baddest in the world but i’m the baddest you done seen
i want you out that car now pull over like trina
ya patna owe me cash i’m gon get that bank
put a bomb under the car and a twist in the gas tank what

[verse 2: paul wall]
catch me at the club with a clutch at my waist
if a hater run up i leave a scuff on his face
blood on his taste get drug through a lake
for goodness sake invite the hood to his wake
banana in ya tail pipe sugar in ya tank
discombobulate ya fuel pump when ya car crank
swallow up ya fear break a bottle on a chair
grab a model by the hair when you holla in the air
girl give me your number or i’ll steal ya car
lew hawk at the bar robbing money from the tip jar
throw ya neighborhood up if you ain’t barrin
and if a busta hold the place don’t sit there and ignore it
break a hater nose dismantle his jaw
them hollywood boys gon’ handle ’em raw
if he tries to make a move then take him to the lot
trunk pop stash pot with the automatic glock

[verse 3: chamillionaire]

[outro: chamillionaire]
tear it up break it destroy it this ain’t my club partna i ain’t gotta pay for it
tear it up break it destroy it this ain’t my club partna i ain’t gotta pay for it
tear it up break it destroy it this ain’t my club partna i ain’t gotta pay for it
tear it up break it destroy it this ain’t my club partna i ain’t gotta pay for it

- paul wall and chamillionaire

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