I'm asking my Lord the same ole questions why you had to go Now everytime I hit that wood I blow smoke in the sky I know you closer to cloud 9 my boy
Traduction: Dirty. RIP.
bags Dirty minds, dirty thoughts, dirty mutherfucking past Dirty fingernails with all this dirty blood upon my hands In these dirty fucking streets buying dirty fuckin grams Dirty deals, dirty deeds Dirty
the bag in a recession, I am that rich I'm under close watch niggas got binoculars I ain't what's poppin bitch I'm what's popular If I'm the one to go
our skets is dirty I toss bullets, New York niggas gel like Testaverde I don't keep the scope on the ratchet And for the dope I'm gonna catch it) Make
none here I never knew how to be scared, just how to handle my infrared I love nothing, ain't my barber ride up fuck you in my head This how I feel about
you can ask his mama I'ma mourn you, till I join you, up in heaven Mean while, I'm retarded with this ak47 and uh [Chorus - 2x] R.I.P., I be forever
and lawn chairs man you unfold I'm looking out my window for some, sunshine I'm trying to give it up cause I swear it's my time I five petreat and start
I'ma get richer P-H-A-R-O-A-H, now you know My motherfucking name I never play fake Easy does it, do it easy when I execute To that nigga and the darkside
for them fuckers, that trying P.H. with snorkels Got a trunk full of clutches, blinding mine make you stutter I blow like a hurricane, so close all your shutters See I wants everything, and everything I
pity I made it by the street fame (chorus) (Rated R) Super storm made it by street fame I had to make some people feel the pain In this dirty game I know I
Cent] I go hard full time, duck when I pull mine I run from one time, fuck a pig, ya dig? I go to war with one nine I work, you see mine, But I ain't
Verse 1] I go hard full time, duck when I pull mine I run from one time, fuck a pig, ya dig? I go to war with one nine I work, you see mine, But I ain
T H E C A T E M P to the I R E ... William, He's banging something all the time Du ga One of a kind and a dirty mind When he's pumped up ya better shake
covered wit rocks Cause I think not, I pop shots, I double what y'all got Ya hotshots aint got blocks, ya punta muchacha From the days in school, now a motherfucker rule And I
really hate The 'N' wear - Levi's, Pumas, struggle Adidas Some say I'm with the losers cause I didn't have the ladies No R-E-F-P's, the T as we can't
