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[Scarface] Dirty Nigga, dirty money [Tanya Herron] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Scarface] Dirty, fo sho It's your downfall [Tanya Herron] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Scarface] Hopeless again, and the more I stick around the shit get more fucked up That's why I'm back on Holloway gettin' fucked up Thinkin' back on how it used to be when it was all good We wasn't trippin', this was our hood I had your motherfuckin back And when it was time to go to war, it was like "where these niggaz at?" Fuck rackets, we ain't never been the type to hold out Or, let a motherfucker show out No doubt, we put it down for the 9-0-triple 4 Droppin tops, fuckin fine hoes These other niggaz is finally catching up SongtexteListening to rappers ballin and gettin touched Wasup? You done forgot about the street rules, splurgin Is you a motherfucking fool? Money ain't a thing to a nigga out here rappin But to a nigga out there cappin? That's they downfall [Chorus: Tanya Herron} Dir-tayyyyy, yeah Dirty money Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dirty money Dir-tayyyyyyy, yeah Dirty money Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dirty Money [Scarface] Now the whole neighborhood silent Got the fed-e-rals hangin (Shhhh) While these young niggaz steady sangin I need a motherfuckin law-uh-yer (Why's that?) I'm in a state of paranoia How many niggaz in the six-by-six Fin' to get, some time behind some loud mouth bitch Fin' to snitch, trapping niggaz up in they downfalls Taping motherfuckers phone calls Ay, I've been in this shit for two deep From moving ki's, pushing weight was too sweet An 8-ball will cost you 75 (Dirt cheap) Back in the game that shit was live And all you had to do to survive was get a whole click Of niggaz, down with they business and stack chips Savin up for hard times Do the time when you do the crime You niggaz tryin to ? your downfall (Chorus) (Voice with effects) Nothing lasts forever but love Money comes and goes But for those ?? it surely goes [Scarface] You rollin over in the joint, trying to get your time dropped Puttin niggaz up forever, cause you did the crime hop Turned fed, and know they got indictments for real Runnin in niggaz houses, niggaz fighting appeals Offering 50 years to innocent motherfuckers All because of the game, niggaz run outta hustle Feds be showin pictures, you got to give 'em somethin Time make a nigga forget it and start bumping And saying shit, jeopardizing the whole thang Niggaz run out of freedom, niggaz start to sang (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah) Laughing in your face, chuckle and produce Avoid they conversation, them niggaz the dudes, fool [Chorus] [Outro - spoken as Chorus repeats] Thing is, when a motherfucker is doing dirt Don't come moving it, ya know what I mean Ya know, that won't get you no Rolls Royces and shit like mine baby Your money dirty, wash your shit Them motherfuckers out here, yeah "dirty money" *scratched to end* Aus Songtexte Mania