D Flow - God Made Dirt lyrics

[Verse 1: Party Arty] You wanna preach s*ut? You ain't nothing but a cheap nut Eat what? Got your p**y catching seizures Gettin' b**hes for there Visas Backshot's got you screaming for Jesus You f**ing with a n***a who got doe like the dirty don [?] In Milano, soprano See me in Hawaii doing the mambo Or see me out in Cali' buying a condo See me in Puerto Rico playing the Congo Or see me in the Bronx running from the Hondo [D-Flow] Lyrically I'm black Hitler Known to squeeze gat's quicker Let the mac rip ya stack thicker that's why this cat richer Holdin' heat Patrollin' the street f** makin' you dance son I'm puttin' holes in your feet I should've been out, frontin' I'ma pop ten out Rain on your parade drop a grenade with the pin out Hop in the eight fifty three-sixty spin out Alley too sweet n***as need to get the hen out I be the most awesome empty the toast and toss 'em Blow 'dro coughin', n***as mad cause Flow flossin' There's paper involved if you do this job with us Then we can fly to Miami beach like mob n***as [Hook] Are you the Illest rapper? In Nebraska in the back of the club Laughin' at the snappers [?] gunclapper ain't sh** funny no more n***as can't get money no more Picture me saying I ain't hungry no more I'm with a hundred or more n***as in front of the store I was getting blunted before fourteen When I was running y"all putting n***as under the car [?]