Sangtekster:
Dirty Dirty Niggaz

We some dirty niggaz born to die However, whenever you feel that you ready to kill Bring it on muthafucka if you ready to fire And watch that pride get

Oversettelse: DJ Clue. Dirty Niggaz.

to cheers and encore Nice sweats, she phones for one boy The innovator, young Sean Combs Reminiscing me and Biggie bringing boys home Father figure, hating for them other niggaz Dirty

motherfuckin map The city by the sea, R.I.P. J.D., you know about the L.B.C. My niggaz love the stellas, cold-hearted killers Real cap pealers, real niggaz

I don't go around poppin' shit wit' niggaz who talkin' Them niggaz ain't talkin' no more closed coffin Not often do you see a nigga loyal as I Like that boy from best eye nigga ready to die For my bread and them niggaz

went down to Miami and got my nigga from 2 Live Brother Marquis in the house (Yeah, I'm the motherfuckin' nigga) Yeah, we gonna answer the question about girl problems All these niggaz

Thugs spending half of your cabbage on a Range Rov' Change clothes, switch me description to de-stained blow Chopping while we spread up you nosey niggaz

for bricks of raw Charlie fucked up the jux, they took Nana's little boy, stretch The cocaine, I go hard when the drought come When the straps come out son niggaz

a walk in the park Any play the sweetest melody the street ever heard Now bitches sucking on my nouns and I'm eating their verbs Get full, and niggaz, niggaz