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Dirty - Gimme Sum Mo lyrics
Whooo!! Okay okay okay Check this out That's them Dirty slum boys finna lock it down this time And when we lock it down it ain't gon' be for a little while It gon' be for infinity Nigga that means now and forever [Pimp] The Dirty slum got you mad now We stackin' cash now Money out the ass now Pushin' cadillacs now Finna hit yo stash With my ski mask Lick you from the back Leave yo pockets flat We all about that bread I'll bust yo head Burn yo ass with lead Leave you where you played I saw you tryin' to flex You shoulda fled If you scared say it Too late you dead Now I got yo block We choppin' rocks All off in our socks We got the Gump locked Now hoes wanna jock Cause we on top But when the Dirty drop It ain't gon' stop Now you heard we on the grind now That's all the time now Skeetin' down for dimes I gotta get mine The bud we smoke is ? Sometimes it's pine Leave yo girl blind When this ? shine [Hook] And for all my niggas who got that weed We gon' sack it up All my niggas got some beef We gon back it up And all my niggas who got that cheese We gon' rack it up And if you sittin' on some D's We gon' jack it up To all my girls bouncin' ass Won't you drop it low All my girls spittin' game Just be bout that dough All my girls who gon' freak We can freak on the flo' And I ain't leavin' out yo house till you gimme sum mo' [Mr. G] My niggas is riders Gon' off purple sky dust We ain't no hoes nigga so don't try us We makin' hits while these boys throwin' fists We still gettin' rich while these dummies talk shit But they caught the short end of the stick Oh well That shit they rap about Man I'm surprised they can't tell That's why I'm down with some niggas that's gon' bust Them niggas ain't with us Then them niggas we don't trust ??? he quick to turn somethin' And Mr. Blue He stay true And Fat Mack keep 12-Mack ??? be down for the brawl That nigga pimpin' small Got some fire off the wall V-Dog you know he boss hard ??? playa you know that nigga down to stack mail But Big Pimp boy you shoulda been first That nigga quick to leave a bitch nigga off in the dirt Hook [Pimp] We got that thang crunk now Up in the Gump now Let that thang thump now All up out yo trunk now We goin' double plat Right off the back Got yo girl layin' flat All off in her kat We got them refer sacks Oooh they so fat Get ya high like crack Put ya on yo back Forever I be slurred Off thunderbird Got that caddy swurved All up on the curb [Mr. G] Now we crackin' skulls Just for the love You claim you was a thug But you gets drug Plus we got them slugs They for yo chest Now you never shoulda flexed Now you may rest We flipped out on the scene Dirty boys clean Y'all know what I mean All about that green Central Squad rule And now y'all through When them 6 flew Droppin' 3 plus 2 Hook 2x's |
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