Dirty World Lyrics
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Dirty World Lyricsby Lil B Buy album CD: Red Flame Can't even ride thru da hood n peace... So f.u.c.k. all da police... Fuck da judge... fuck da jump out n da district attorney Check my bank account n bitch c wat I'm earning... It's a dirty dirty world n it keep on turning... Niggas keep gettin shot but dey still ain't learning... Wrap your dick up cause dey dick of have da hick ups... Women play games so I advise u get a prenup... Jena 6 dee-dee... u c dis world wicked... Dey killin at da skools from college to elementary,... Sum ppl don't do shit for dey child-dirty world Sum jobs don't give u shit wen u retire-dirty world Ppl get dey money n give it to otha countries... But ppl n dey same hood livin' like junkies... So I b like: dear mr.president... y u wanna take my life... send me cross seas to fite n make me lose sleep at night [Chorus:] It's a dirty dirty world dat we live n Um um um um um um um It's a dirty dirty world dat we live n [x3] [Verse 2:] Can't even trust ya own family at times... Nigga will make your whole family cry... It's either rappers shooting or ballers hustlin Dats da only way u make it n dis motherfucking hood Mo money... mo murder, it's real n it's a fact a lack, So watch your boys watch ya cars n watch da dice Ya only live like once... gotta do it big like aunt pam tell boosie" torrence do yo shit n I can't leave home w/o my gun Kinda paranoid Nigga mite john leenen me cause I'm a supastar... So keep your soldiers on your click... Luk at micheal vick All dat shit behind em pits... Dis fuckin world make me sick... Wen dey kill deers n put dem on da wall... n dey kitchen... (glorify em) We fite dogs... ya'll fite chickens... wats da fuckin difference... Judge got a fucking grudge... he saw my gold teeth so he labeled me as a thug Fuck it... [Chorus:] It's a dirty dirty world dat we live n Um um um um um um um It's a dirty dirty world dat we live n [x3] [Verse 3:] Now dis 3rd verse, 4 my niggas n da pen who cudnt survive n dis dirty world Go bk again... repeating offender... judge finna eat em 4 dinner... Last name been n da courthouse since he can rememba... Uncle sam got a nigga life like whoah My next meal goin on da motherfuckin floor. Seen niggas turn state... Seen niggas turn fake... The rap game fuck us... Everybody burn tapes... [Chorus:] It's a dirty dirty world dat we live n Um um um um um um um It's a dirty dirty world dat we live n [x3]
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