Doin Dirt

Artist: JT The Bigga Figga f/ Gigolo G Album: Playaz N the Game Song: Doin Dirt (JT) Foul from the start a young buck be rollin Badder than the baddest cause the baddest is devoted Three young G'z growin up on the West side Down from the start in the dark for the hoo-ride Mackin on the scene every day of the week for the moment Checkin the opponent cause you know we up on it Never whatever makin a move so clever Changin the program like the weather so now you know they clever Creepin through the scene huntin for the green Lookin for the man who got what they need Now it's on so break it off somethin terrible Viscous as they come you know it's unbearable G got a Mac-10 D got a Mac-11 Seff got a Glock 17 send em straight to heaven So now you know the definition when the drama's on Watchin your back packin your strap stayin out the danger zone That's how it is when the niggas up to no good Creepin through the sucka hood man a nigga sure would Catch a bitch by the back of his knapsack Slippin on the dope track got a fat ass stack And niggas up on his shit extra clips on hip ready for the big lick Like my boy from the V says skee-skert Bad ass youngstas mane doin dirt (chorus) Doin dirt cuz we dirty when the trigger pulls Doin dirt cuz we dirty when the trigger pulls (Gigolo G) Rollin in a G ride plottin a lick See a out of town nigga squattin on gold kicks Ridin 6-4 drop he was sittin on Vogues Bumpin the beat hi-sidin for the hoes He tried to dip off fast but I was at that ass Nigga clippin the nine cuz it was time to blast Popped five times put holes in the 6-4 He gave it up smooth to the gangsta Gigolo Hopped in the drop rushed him straight to the spot Left the shit on crates in the parking lot Lifestyle of a gangsta is the only way to get paid Fuck a nine-to-five cause a jack is the trade And blame it on the 8-Ball 211 is in season I smoke foul joints let that be the reason Goin nowhere fast always ready to blast No time to sleep do the shit in my past I'm just a killa to be killed so it feels no guilt Tearin up shit when your boy's on tilt Bitch made niggas gets fucked in the game It's the nigga Gigolo and ain't a damn thing changed (chorus) I remember back in the days when everybody had funk This side and that side peepin like a mothafucka But now days you got to watch your own kind Cuz the one next to you is the one with the Tech-9 He just bought it so he feel like he got stripes Got a extra clip ready to take a nigga life And it just might be you Cuz ya bucked his bitch and ya stepped on his shoe On accident but that is irrelevant He wanna start drama just for the hell of it And to think you used to go to school with this nigga Now ya'll got bigger and he ready to pull the trigger You say fuck it let's throw them thangs He say fuck throwing thangs it's the nineties mane And uh he wanna pop pop and a tat tat Put you on your back cuz you ain't got your gat No good cuz the nigga's a sucka Wanna be a gangsta but he's a punk mothafucka Like my boy from the V says skee-skert Bitch type ass niggas mane doin dirt (chorus)