Diiiiirrrrrrrty

My gat sounds nice

One

Leave your whole d**n neighborhood stunned

You better run

I'm comin' at ya

Duck bob and weave as these bullets fly past ya

Man I'm crazy

Puffin' on a green leaf

Pointin' my heat

Straight get off on bein' the street

I'm puttin'

One little

Two little

Three little holes in the back of ya dome

You shoulda stayed home

D Town born and raised

Drinkin' on a porch

Beatin' down on strays

Broke as f**k

And always hungry

Clothes on my back be dirty laundry

Just give me a f**kin beat

Just give me a f**kin beat

Those who grip a mic are known as teachers

I'm dusty like a ashtray

I don't give a s**t

Got a clean a*s piece though

With a full clip

And a small axe underneath the passenger seat

Ready to swing it

Best believe I'mma bring it

Who you think ya messin' with don't trip

I'm a warrior

Scalpin' all those who ain't standin on the same side

When it's all about to go down

fightin' with the enemy

Puttin' them in the ground

I bring that old school basement sound

When all I had was a forty five weighin' me down

Little redskin homey in the hood

Big pimpin'

Ghetto fabulous in the booth *tin'

Just give me a f**kin beat

Just give me a f**kin beat

Those who grip a mic are known as teachers

Yeah man my girl supposed to be comin' through dog

And uh she might just have a little hunny for you

Hey man

What

Is it always like this in your motherf**kin' neighborhood dog

What What Oh man it get crazier on the weekends dog

What the f**k man

Lets go down to the party store I know that b***h down there I need a forty anyway dog

Go to the f**kin Whatchu gotta a tan What you you gotta tank in the back mother f**ker

Oh man it's just down the street come on dog

F**k that I ain't goin to no mother f**kin f**k that

Where the basement at

Oh man