D.I.R.T. (Another Boot Camp Clik Yeah Song) lyrics

by

Evidence


[Rock]
Yo, son, let these n*ggas know, the ruler's back, n*gga, stop stop lying
With goons and lots of iron, I pop, shots flying
Anybody try and dying violent, Rikers Island style
Tyrants like sirens crying, and hide, off with your highness
Me, I'm such a don, I'm Don Rocko
Ain't gotta lift a finger, they say you the God, watch holmes
Have n*ggas at the dinner table with bibs
Playing with your kids and they'll straight San Andreas your crib
It's heinous, it is, it's music to my ears, max blaming
Monster mentality, ya'll n*ggas got meerkat manners
If you can't for that stand up, and fear gats, man up
All my rapper n*ggas, yeah yeah, I can't stand up
f*ck outta here, you so sub par, you sub leasing
Subway sandwich eating, sucker type, sucking your teeth
I substitute the subliminal shots
With some sh*t that sound like a sub woofer when it go RAH RAH!

[Hook: Rock]
Yeah, tell them n*ggas that's that dirt right there
Tell 'em watch yourself, you could get hurt right here
All they gotta do is say the word like yeah
Middle fingers in the air, like yeah
Tell 'em n*ggas that's that dirt right there
But tell them watch yourself, you could get murked right here
It's funny, we so violent but your birds right here
We like yeah, middle fingers in the air, like
[Sean Price]
Yo, right now, I'm in the I don't give a f*ck mood
f*ck you, courtesy of Ravishing Ruck Rude
Any n*gga I fought, owed me money
Said some wild sh*t about me, bout to hold these dummies
Word to my mother, thug a thug n*gga the f*ck out
Smack taste out your face, this is what Ruck bout
f*ck is you bout pa, better be out, pa
n*gga thought about it, left like southpaw
Pay attention to my sobriety
One drink and I'm thinking like Menace II Society
Have n*ggas spray that n*gga, a-racks n*gga
Getaway clean Al Green eight-track n*gga
So so flows and bozo hoes
I kill 'em all for free like a promo show
My flow is so cold, ho blow ya nose
Soul in the hole, you bowling, catch a hole in your sole, bong!

[Hook]

[Sean Price]
Yo, I'm the illest n*gga that you heard thus far
Worldwide coverage like Russ Pa
Two man wrecking machine, wreck your regime
Grab the, sket from my jean, duke can wet up your team
Listen, I'm the best at it, take a rest, faggot
In the twelve step program, you a meth addict
I be the new chief of the 'Ville
With a gun that'll blow stew beef out your grill, P
[Rock]
n*gga, I chase n*ggas down with the pound, click and blaow rounds
You chasing n*ggas going BOW-CHICKA-WOW-WOW
Homo ass n*ggas, Omar minus the tough sh*t
Just a snitchin', and suckin' di*k and di*k in the butt sh*t
Ill, I ain't the n*gga you owing dope, pay him his ones
I'm Count Rockula, take it in blood
n*gga I'm so dirty, huh, rest in peace to Ol' Dirty
n*ggas can't cheat me, but your ho can j*rk me

[Hook]
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