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Bout to do the damn thing you know 1, 2, it's live I'm about to take these boys back to the dirty Back to the mud Some of these old country ass here But first let me hit that boy We blazed to haze And drift away to encampment Get my mind right Then escape to the basement We spent many moments Minuets turned to hours Motivated by the money A passion for the power Cowards talked very seldom acted Bitches with nothing To do but hate on staks shit Worked my ass off Stayed focused and made moves Thus began the voyage from Lebanon to Baton Rouge I've been commin iced out Jumping out of limos Walking threw different wards Letras de cancionesGiving away my demos From Houston to Brooklyn On tight ass beats Flying coach man I hate these fuckin Tight ass seats I knew the ride was rough But I aint scared to fly I'm at piece with my self And I'm prepared to die I come back off tour Covered in mud After walking threw neighborhoods Full of Cribs and Bloods I'm [HOOK x2] Dirty dirty rough and raw Kept it real with my people Never fucked with yall Say fuck the law Fuck the brauds Live my life to the fullest And I did it because I was a turnout raised on some big boy shit I love fully automatics and red nose pits I love clubs when there crunked rowdy and wild I love rappers with their own original style I love big boned brauds down home cooking I love to retaliate on the blind side when the bitch aint looking I see a lot of wannabes but I can't let that bother me Thinking it will be their downfall that's my falsify Honestly this whole shits and atrocity Quote me H-A-Y-S-T-A-K apostrophe M-A-K apostrophe M-I double L I-O-N he who blaze new trails Ive been cuffed and took to jail For possession and sale You know I aint gonna tell Go-on get me a bail So I can go and grab these Ls out of grannies and paws I got them hid way back deep in the garage That's [HOOK x2] Dirty dirty rough and raw Kept it real with my people Never fucked with yall Say fuck the law Fuck the brauds Live my life to the fullest And I did it because Way back in the woods where the weed plants grow Where the bulldogs fight till they cant no more We smoke that dodo, that straight dro You talk that big shit and still blow that Pedro Make 'do before you come here bumping your gums You had me standing over your body like "What have I done?" I mic becomes a smoking gun before the time that I'm threw A murder weapon used to do every fool in your crew I get a rush when I just pick it up and hold it Check check, stak be careful that's loaded I exploded on the scene like napalm That white boys the bomb Every word was as holy as the Curran Or the King James Bible The book of Mormon I done seen homies turn to confidential informants And that's [HOOK x2] Dirty dirty rough and raw Kept it real with my people Never fucked with yall Say fuck the law Fuck the brauds Live my life to the fullest And I did it because From Letras Mania