Brian Kidd - Dirrty lyrics

[Petey Pablo] Everybody everybody everybody everybody We call it the dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty Dirrty dirrty dirrty (Double R) Double R Everybody everybody everybody everybody everybody everybody And we call it the dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty Dirrty dirrty dirrty, Double R [Drag-On] n***a let's get dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty I'ma let my pump go early, from Thrusday to Thursday Eight o'clock in the morning That's why we go out on a cop on my corner, yessuh Gimme that Lex', I'm gonna exit So I can pull up outta here, we gone Slow the sh** down now so I can catch it I'm gon' catch it, catch it, catch it Play it to the band cause Petey Pablo threw me a bone So I could fetch it, fetch it Me and Petey Pablo make you follow Put the gun in his mouth, make him swallow Do a n***a like, Diallo I know I'm warm but now it's time to get WA-ARM! Now it's time to turn up, hurry up, y'all n***as best to be GO-ONE! Left his head to be LO-ONG! - from the first day I was born Pop guns like popcorn, s-s-stutter like Y'all motherf**ers ain't stabbin sh** like a bu*ter knife That sh** just don't cut right On my block all we hear is WOOP WOOP, n***as it's time to run Grab your guns cause beef with me and Petey P. hide your sons Double-R motherf**er Let me slow this sh** down before y'all make us spit rounds Murder your block then skip town, n***a! [Chorus 2X: Petey Pablo] This gon' be the anthem for the clubs (YEAH!) code of the thugs (YEAH!) Repped it in the streets (YEAH!) loved in the slums (YEAH!) Who am I? (A RUFF RYDER!) Who am I? (MR. NORTH CAROLINA!) [Petey Pablo] So tired, these so-called drug thugs bust they gun n***as Mean mugged, supposed to be the toughest in the club n***as Watch out, motherf**er say somethin I'll, I'll f** you up Tie ya a** to the back of a pick-up truck and just leave, uh You a waste of good slug And I told the motherf**er I'd get him, so what? It ain't like you hot It ain't like we got work, meet me at yo' block It ain't like we won't come through And take any motherf**in thing you do got We done had you a strong shower, one-five-one, no raw I'm whoopin them drawers off, takin charge, play the bar You dealin with the right one; if you want it, you sho' can get some I ain't come to play, Double-R told me to come up to New York and I came Drag-On told me to write tonight and God dammit we doin our thang Dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty - whether you like it or not Me and Drag got this thang on lock and we about to change the game I'ma bring the rain, I'ma bring the pain I'ma bring the wood and the grain Get back with ya motherf**in five-dollar a**, huh, 'fore I make change [Chorus] [Petey Pablo] Drag, I can't lean lean - this motherf**in track too hot This sh** keep callin me, still can't believe it These motherf**ers waited so long (sh**, me neither) Should've been like I slid right But I bet you motherf**ers were scared Cause this sh** start shootouts and club fights The sh** might jump off tonight I done seen the n***a and this b**h that I don't like (he gon' get it) Ju-ju-just just-just-just as soon as I fit him (he gon' get it) Simple-minded motherf**er shouldn't have been there They role is to k** him, Drag what's wrong with them? [Drag-On] They must be crazy and deranged Do I speak my ghetto slang, got a big chain They say that was bad but I'ma show you what this heavy metal bring That's how I settle things like What y'all want, what y'all want? (You motherf**ers don't want none) Roll that blunt, smoke that blunt (You n***as stay in the pub) We gettin high, gettin by, me and Petey Pab' Connectin like, sh** to a fly, clip to a gun, y'all clip better run Pick anyone got plenty of it, y'all n***as really don't want it That's a hit boy, y'all fittin to love it Feel this clip up in yo' stomach, uh [Chorus] - 2X