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letra de dirty south - q-tipp

“he tweetin heavy bout me les see what this birdie bout
soap up in my pocket case a n-gga got a dirty mouth
you can’t put no faith inside a n-gga this the dirty south
n-ggas say they love you set you up soon as you turn around
can’t call myself the goat but ian ever had a verse of doubt
n-ggas be disgusting me like what the f-ck your verse about
you think that you hot you not my verses type to burn the town
n-ggas ain’t been buzzing in some light years stop tryn toy around
flow feelin flamboyant now
they would tell me slow your roll
instead of tell hustle harder i thought that was how it’s posed to go
there’s rules to to this
don’t act on out your place you need to know your rolе
no hulu sh-t
i channeled the potеntial to have stole your role
this voodoo sh-t
we get em gone like sp-wn when we go soul for soul
i heard he talk a lot a sh-t but he ain’t ever say it toe to toe
beefin bout a b-tch it be the lamest sh-t i ever known
go get you a bag like louie v and get your leather sewn

this that dirty south
n-ggas havin dirty mouths
cheatin hoes a dirty spouse
broomstick get the dirty out
way that lil hoe suck the d-ck you’d think she got that kirby mouth
white up in her smile i done gave that hoe a pearly mouth
he was talkin for a while but when he see me want the mercy route
no we ain’t gone work it out
a small amount could murk him out
n-ggas be like earthworms how they keep bringing that dirt around
ain’t working out
you can’t trust em this the dirty south

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stayed inside my lane and made it farther than they expectation
come at the right time and you’ll get seated like a reservation
i been dedicated
flow sick got me medicated
since i ain’t number one ian ever celebratin
i ain’t got myself a jet to fast travel my destination
you ain’t ever thought about the fact they had me separated
well i did that’s how i came up with this relevation
estimated
when you doin doin good they leave you segregated
since them jitt days the music scene had chosen me
i was out there stranded in the darkness where the coldness be
i prayed to god and he had turned me to a whole mc
now these b-tches out here keep on tryna trade the throat for d
now these n-ggas out here tryna set you up where nowhere see
this the dirty south is murky waters like how cola be
where the n-ggas on your ship gone leave you stranded in the coldest sea
we could’ve have balled n all you had to do was motion me
i see what the notion be
this the dirty south”

- q tipp

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