JT the Bigga Figga - Doin Dirt lyrics

Artist: JT The Bigga Figga f/ Gigolo G Album: Playaz N the Game Song: Doin Dirt (JT) Foul from the start a young buck be rollin Badder than the baddest cause the baddest is devoted Three young G'z growin up on the West side Down from the start in the dark for the hoo-ride Mackin on the scene every day of the week for the moment Checkin the opponent cause you know we up on it Never whatever makin a move so clever Changin the program like the weather so now you know they clever Creepin through the scene huntin for the green Lookin for the man who got what they need Now it's on so break it off somethin terrible Viscous as they come you know it's unbearable G got a Mac-10 D got a Mac-11 Seff got a Glock 17 send em straight to heaven So now you know the definition when the drama's on Watchin your back packin your strap stayin out the danger zone That's how it is when the n***as up to no good Creepin through the s**a hood man a n***a sure would Catch a b**h by the back of his knapsack Slippin on the dope track got a fat a** stack And n***as up on his sh** extra clips on hip ready for the big lick Like my boy from the V says skee-skert Bad a** youngstas mane doin dirt (chorus) Doin dirt cuz we dirty when the trigger pulls Doin dirt cuz we dirty when the trigger pulls (Gigolo G) Rollin in a G ride plottin a lick See a out of town n***a squattin on gold kicks Ridin 6-4 drop he was sittin on Vogues Bumpin the beat hi-sidin for the hoes He tried to dip off fast but I was at that a** n***a clippin the nine cuz it was time to blast Popped five times put holes in the 6-4 He gave it up smooth to the gangsta Gigolo Hopped in the drop rushed him straight to the spot Left the sh** on crates in the parking lot Lifestyle of a gangsta is the only way to get paid f** a nine-to-five cause a jack is the trade And blame it on the 8-Ball 211 is in season I smoke foul joints let that be the reason Goin nowhere fast always ready to blast No time to sleep do the sh** in my past I'm just a k**a to be k**ed so it feels no guilt Tearin up sh** when your boy's on tilt b**h made n***as gets f**ed in the game It's the n***a Gigolo and ain't a damn thing changed (chorus) I remember back in the days when everybody had funk This side and that side peepin like a mothaf**a But now days you got to watch your own kind Cuz the one next to you is the one with the Tech-9 He just bought it so he feel like he got stripes Got a extra clip ready to take a n***a life And it just might be you Cuz ya bucked his b**h and ya stepped on his shoe On accident but that is irrelevant He wanna start drama just for the hell of it And to think you used to go to school with this n***a Now ya'll got bigger and he ready to pull the trigger You say f** it let's throw them thangs He say f** throwing thangs it's the nineties mane And uh he wanna pop pop and a tat tat Put you on your back cuz you ain't got your gat No good cuz the n***a's a s**a Wanna be a gangsta but he's a punk mothaf**a Like my boy from the V says skee-skert b**h type a** n***as mane doin dirt (chorus)