"Dirty Trini N****z"

Don't take me, For no cunt Homie, Aint no dummy
Pull up on, Your block Fuck it, Catch a homi
That's the, Sound Of big, Shirley
Who got the, Last Laugh, You look silly
Gang gang, What Nigga, What a pity
I'm from the, Real jungle Lil' nigga, You ain't ready
See your manns, In the crowd Acting like he, Fifty
From the hood, Of Bang em Smurf homie, Know I'm trini
I came to, Finish what he Started with a, Big semi
Already spoke to, God in two Years know, I'm winning Grammies
Poppa Smurf, Give the word So it's on, Ah go
So ah made, Flip And came up, Off ah O

Yeah you know, How ruthless This shit really, Gon go tho
You should ask, Your manns fifty We might give'em, Fifty more
We some dirty, Trini niggaz Nigga you, Ain't really know
Yeah this Trini, Trap Music nigga Nigga, Bout to blow

Click clack boom, Kick it down We running, Thru the door
Know the vibes, You could smell Our presence, Every single show
Fuck sativa, All I want Is indica, Just to blow
Know I'm ludacris, Try to rob me Know, I'm throwing bows
Move bitch, Ain't playing know I'm all about, My doe
Scheming to the, Top fuck them Niggaz know I'm, Cutting throats
Climbing up the, Charts my nigga Nigga know been, We the G.O.A.T
We gon change, The game like Gary Coleman with, A different stroke
Ah was sent, To let Queens Know how, It's gon go
Buck thirty, For a ball Ten fifty, For a O
We got a, Lot of bodies But we don't, Feel 730 tho
Yeah that's 38, A gram just Don't fuck me, And my doe

Yeah you know, How ruthless This shit really, Gon go tho
You should ask, Your manns fifty We might give'em, Fifty more
We some dirty, Trini niggaz Nigga you, Ain't really know
Yeah this Trini, Trap Music nigga Nigga, Bout to blow
Yeah you know, How ruthless This shit really, Gon go tho
You should ask, Your manns fifty We might give'em, Fifty more
We some dirty, Trini niggaz Nigga you, Ain't really know
Yeah this Trini, Trap Music nigga Nigga, Bout to blow

Everybody know, What time It is across, The city yo
Even diddy, Started getting Curious about, The flow
Jigga in the, Back Scoping me for, Rocka Fella tho
Fifty chill, Know you got Runnings with my, Pplz bro
Don't forget the, History Fifty come on, Let them know
Think we dolie, On the low Know we cool, With Poppa smurf
We was built, For this shit Since the day, We was birthed
We gon ride, Till we die Till the day, We leave this earth
Know I never, Been Gang But this earth, Is my turf
Big up all, My trini gangster Niggaz all around, The world
We gon stunt, Till they sick Come on tell, Them niggaz hurl
Our demeanor, Make your hoes Start sweating, Out they curls
Cause We got, A lot of diamonds We be covered, All in pearls
From t&t, To N.Y We be fuck'n, All they girls
Every borough, We be swerving Them blocks, Getting doe
All my niggaz, Hungry On the, Go

Yeah you know, How ruthless This shit really, Gon go tho
You should ask, Your manns fifty We might give'em, Fifty more
We some dirty, Trini niggaz Nigga you, Ain't really know
Yeah this Trini, Trap Music nigga Nigga, Bout to blow
Yeah you know, How ruthless This shit really, Gon go tho
You should ask, Your manns fifty We might give'em, Fifty more
We some dirty, Trini niggaz Nigga you, Ain't really know
Yeah this Trini, Trap Music nigga Nigga, Bout to blow