Dirt

Huh? Who you been around, nigga? (Haha)
Huh? Chain snatchin'
Maricón motherfuckers
Alejandro
Huh?
P!

Yo
They call me, 'Sean the sket harmin' ya', Fuck that
They call me 'Sean the sket alarmin' ya'
Sean the vet warnin' ya
Sean'll grab the chromes and bomb medulla oblongata
Not a nigga that you know flow is iller, word to Mama
I'm in a whole different space, call it Andromeda
Battlestar Galactic, with the ratchet, I will llama ya', (Pop)
Uh-uh
Understand, nigga, the flow ill
You should know by now, nigga, Angela Bofill (Woo!)
No jerk, I blow purp
Captain America logo in front of the 'Lo shirt
You can't sell drugs with no work
Manicured fingernail niggas did no dirt (No dirt)
Nigga, respect my conglomerate
'Fore I run in your crib, some TEC to ya momma shit
Time for change, get the fuck off Obama dick (Uh)
P for president, (Yeah) nigga, I know a lot of shit (Check it, uh)
P!

You just a consumer (Fuck outta here)
One Ruger, son's a shooter
None truer, the bum-chewer (Uh)
Lines and hooks reel in tuna
Shines are booked
Lives are took, you die sooner
Y'all manure, why try a tutor?
Put knives through ya
We gut guys from rooter to tooter (Uh-huh)
That's dry humor, we don't buy Puma
Or drive Cougars, but my tool's the size of a tuba
Ugh, I'm the future it's no lie or rumour
Try and maneuver when I fire the bazooka (Bam)
Child abuser, mama was a user
Slung crack, wasn't a good shooter like a Hoosier (Uh)
Overachiever; blood spill, over a liter
You get rolled like a pita, over cheeba (Damn)
Chrome heater, 'Lo, no La Tigre
My bone feeder, she fetch it like a golden retriever



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Writer(s): Sean Price
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