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Ayy, cuz, Nixon disrespect will not be tolerated in the Dirt, nigga That's how you end up on a shirt, cuz (The Mekanix) That's on 39th Street, nigga Stay away from rats Fuck a nigga mean, cuz? Dirt Gang Before you shoot him, look him in his eyes Introduce him to God, they ain't got shit to do with mines (Amen) Shit get real nasty, gotta move your mom It was either become a body or go and do some time I knew a couple niggas, all they knew was crime (That's it) Tryna disrespect the set is where we drew the line Get killed, askin' what time it was when you knew the time If Check found a gun in the crib, he already knew it's mine (On God) The president don't give a fuck about the country (At all) Them child support payments been fuckin' up your monthly (Damn) It was hard to think in class knowin' you was hungry (Starvin') Them bitches said that you was trash just 'cause you was bummy Chip on my shoulder, I felt a way about it (Still) Opps caught me dolo, thought they had me, found my way up out it You in the field, gotta walk through the streets, ain't no way around it His mama lost her mind, she couldn't believe the way they found him All through the ghetto we would terrorize His closest nigga died, he ain't lettin' it slide (Uh-uh) He pray to God but he been lookin' through the devil eyes SongtexteHe got his mask on so nobody could recognize (Nobody) I could paint a picture like I'm Basquiat (I can) Every other day, another body drop Ain't nowhere to run if they surround the block (Nowhere) We up with the sun, trap around the clock How to get out (Get out) All the niggas that got on before him taught him how to get out (Get out) Specialize in scoring, crack your crin-own (Crin-own) Ridin' around in them foreigns, have they L out (L out) Gotta make sure that you covered up like a blanket or you gonna get covered up with a blanket (Blanket) Don't be no fruitcake, you can't be no edible arrangement ('Rangement) Comin' up out of the region where we at (Where we at) Gotta be a lion, not a cat (Not a cat) They don't wanna listen, don't wanna learn (Don't wanna learn) Their parents on yola, they not concerned (They not concerned) The cha-cha, the cola, money I earned (Money I earned) The bakin', the soda, I flipped and turned They might not thought I paid attention, but I was listenin' (I was listenin') My master bedroom bigger than the house I grew up in (Grew up in) Me, my bloods, my cousins, and my siblings (And my siblings) I don't trust nobody, I ain't got no friends (I ain't got no friends, bitch) All through the ghetto we would terrorize His closest nigga died, he ain't lettin' it slide He pray to God but he been lookin' through the devil eyes He got his mask on so nobody could recognize I could paint a picture like I'm Basquiat Every other day, another body drop Ain't nowhere to run if they surround the block We up with the sun, trap around the clock (Uh) FaceTimed a snakey just to show the drakey You ever stripped a nigga naked off of naked lady? Several cases on the gravel where they tackled dude Eukanuba for the shooters, that's a bag of food Ask his mama why he left, them niggas had to move We hoppin' out, half of moons on a half a broom Passes ain't permitted, ain't no passin' through Unless you niggas tryna cop a Pacquiao or two, ooh Run a demonstration for initiation Tuck a quarter for the litigated situation Niggas show up at your mama's, know no limitation When we was into stealin' foreigns, you was stealin' bases You niggas was ditchin' class, we was ditchin' agents Big bro 'posed to be proud his little nigga made it It's written on they faces, I could feel the hatred Fuck the money, it get gully, nigga still a gangster All through the ghetto we would terrorize His closest nigga died, he ain't lettin' it slide He pray to God but he been lookin' through the devil eyes He got his mask on so nobody could recognize I could paint a picture like I'm Basquiat Every other day, another body drop Ain't nowhere to run if they surround the block We up with the sun, trap around the clock All through the ghetto we would terrorize His closest nigga died, he ain't lettin' it slide He pray to God but he been lookin' through the devil eyes He got his mask on so nobody could recognize I could paint a picture like I'm Basquiat Every other day, another body drop Ain't nowhere to run if they surround the block We up with the sun, trap around the clock Let a nigga try to extort the homie On my mama, we probably torture homie Let a nigga try to extort the homie On my mama (On my mama) Let a nigga try to extort the homie On my mama, we probably torture homie (Talk about the streets, talk about the struggle, man) Yo, listen, man On the streets, man, listen, man, you gotta survive, you gotta learn how to hit every angle I mean, in every different aspect and situation You know what I'm sayin'? My life in the streets, man, I'm a drug addict, I smoke crack cocaine My name is **** ****, I was born and raised on 4015 12th Street, Apartment 6B My mother got life in prison for smoking crack And unfortunately I have become, or I just, you know I lessened myself to smoke crack Because, you know, I just wanted to smoke crack, be a bum You know, I felt like that was cool I don't know what I, you know, was attracted to, but I mean, I don't know But I'm in the streets, so you just gotta get it, man You just gotta get it, man Listen, money is cool, but you know, relationships is better (What are the things you do to survive?) Man, I, I mean, I don't know, I steal from stores, man I mean, I, I, fuckin', I don't know, man, I just try I just try, man Aus Songtexte Mania