Down & Dirty

Yo we ridin' dirty, you don't know me bitch

Chorus:

Silkk and mercedes together
Mercedes, tru niggaz down and dirty
(repeat 2x)

[silkk]
Watch your back when I be ridin
Cause I'm known to get down and dirty
Or should I say I'm bout it, bout it!

[silkk]
See i'm, always sulkin like a bad kid
Ak's under the mattress, automatic for static
Watch your back when I ride
'cause i, roll with the tech and blastin will be uncivilized
Hat, like y'all niggaz heard me
I'm known to get down and f**kin dirty
Y'all bustas just ain't worthy
I live loose adn live frightless
I'm in a crowded room, cut the lights off, turn em back on
I got everybody's rings and necklace
Check check this, hop on the block, nigga
Stop, nigga out my mind, thinkin like a glock nigga
It's a risky business, ask boz he'll tell ya
Ask p, he'll tell you niggaz, six deep is how us g's ride
On some gangsta shit
I'm down to kickin your f**kin door
But I'll spray this shit, y'all ain't feelin
I'm doin it for a meal
Stop pause for a sec, I'm ridin dirty, guard your grill

Chorus 4x

[silkk]

I'm on some beamer 740 shit, crazy retarded shit
Some rum bacardi shit
When I bust, niggaz run, 'cause they know, I hardly miss
Potnas be trippin ever since I first made it
I'm bad like a first grader
Face like a eight grader
I'm on some shit that'll make the niggaz wanna jump out the game
I'm down to act bad, dude I got through, to make some change
By any means me dream is on the triple beam
Schemes twice a week to get my money of my cream
Y'all bitches ain't feelin, how I do it, how I won it
If you did it, I done done it, dope I count less than hundred
Got one of my block retaliatin, till we all fall
I'm out the supersport, bumpin, dumpin on all y'all

Chorus 4x

[c-murder]
Nigga, I'm ridin dirty, like u.g.k. homes
If you can't respect the fact that I'm strapped, keep your ass at home
I'd rather be in the pen, more than the motherf**kin grave
And have my picture on the news, instead of the motherf**kin front page
I'm tru nigga! so act like me to the fullest
I gots my finger on this trigga, and you know I'm ready to pull it
C and silkk, commenced to bustin and that ass
Don't try to play me boy, we leave you layin up in a body bag
With p dog, the colonel of no limit
That's my label bitch, so I gots to represent it
Like, martin luther king, I gotta dream
To be a, multi-millionaire, make hits and stack cream
With tru tatooed on my back and my arm
Don't bury me a g, cause I plan to live long
Much love to my homes, dead and in the bushes
Reminiscin, pour our 40's, and smoke mad swishers
Straight out the gutter, like g-blood
Silkk, c-murder, tru, down and dirty
We run this motherf**ker