Various Artists - Down and Dirty lyrics

Yo we ridin' dirty, you don't know me b**h Chorus: Silkk and Mercedes together Mercedes, Tru n***as 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 Cuz I, roll with the tech and blastin will be uncivilized Hat, like y'all n***as heard me I'm known to get down and f**in 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, n***a Stop, n***a out my mind, thinkin like a Glock n***a It's a risky business, ask Boz he'll tell ya Ask P, he'll tell you n***as, six deep is how us G's ride On some gangsta sh** I'm down to kickin your f**in door But I'll spray this sh**, 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 sh**, crazy retarded sh** Some rum bacardi sh** When I bust, n***as run, cuz 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 sh** that'll make the n***as 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 b**hes 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] n***a, I'm ridin dirty, like U.G.K. homes If you can't respect the fact that I'm strapped, keep your a** at home I'd rather be in the pen, more than the motherf**in grave And have my picture on the news, instead of the motherf**in front page I'm TRU n***a! 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 a** 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 b**h, 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**er