Lyrics

(*talking*) Southside, the land of milk and honey baby Real niggaz getting money baby, respect that Broke niggaz, get somewhere only the strong survive All about that paper baby, we want it [H.A.W.K.] Money by the tons, weed in my lungs Switch blades and guns, niggaz don't want none This is the Dirty, the land of the birdie Hustlers up early, getting they hands dirty You heard me, yeah we get that do' Sell out and resco', and then get some mo' And also, we spit that amazing flow Ask me what I'm hitting fo', I want ten a show [Lil' Keke] Niggaz up in the gutter, they do it for white and butter They stretching it like it's rubber, the ghetto a motherfucker Ducking the undercover, FED's they trying to smother Got taps up on your mother, your sister and baby brother Working in closed do's, walking on tip toes And these zeros, processing these kilos Scratching for chips and cheddar, making a cookie buck Gangstas up in the hood, we get it no matter what [Hook - 2x] When it's on in the hood, you feel it deep in your gut Gangstas gon hold it down in the streets, no matter what Packages by the hour, my nigga we get it early Grind and get your cash, this how we do it in the Dirty [H.A.W.K.] This right here, gon squash all the rumors Satisfy consumers, and cause some brain tumors Our boy's a late bloomer, but now of excel Local to worldwide, expanding like Nextel Niggaz hoping I fail, but I raise hell In the shit I sell, quickly moves off the shelves I'm a hood nigga, up to no good nigga Hood nigga, I wish you would nigga Eleven-nine-eleven, nigga that's what's up I'm strolling the cut, pinky suits and all black Chucks You gotta have nuts, cause gangstas gon hold it down Saturating the town, white tan or brown Bricks of pounds, you bumping get hit with rounds Kicked around, fuck around and get beat down Cause it's money to be made, on my side of town If you ain't getting money, you better move around [Hook - 2x] [Lil' Keke] Niggaz out here faking, and hating on my ability All type of weapons and guns, in facility Niggaz out here bumping they gums, it's really killing me Gangstas representing in the hood, I know you feeling me Off top, this how the work gon get handled Snatching from the po', when they cross the ship channel Quick nigga, and I ain't got time to think Only dates matter now, it's the first and fifteenth And it's casualties in war, ain't no friends in money Everybody's all good, when the days is sunny But I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-A Multiply and add, trying to raise up my pay This one for the fam, so I hold shit down Worldwide round the globe, but it's still H-Town This is for the hustlers, I know you heard me Wrecking 2K4, straight up out the Dirty [Hook - 2x]
Writer(s): Peter Ham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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