Hit Da Floe - Dirty
Artist : “Dirty”
Song title : “Hit Da Floe”
Download MP3 : Dirty - Hit Da Floe .mp3
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big pimp
I know that yall feel me now
Since we dropped that versatile
Know yall aint seen my clique in a while
We in the hood coming up with killing style
Everybody talk cause we home now
Look at here boy
Youd better gone now
It used to be black but its chrome now
If its cocked back then its gone fly
Put it on boss
So i wont lie
I used to be young but im grown now
Hit a few licks
So we known now
Kicked a little south
So its on now
Do what you gotta when you broke man
If you get a verse
Get the whole thang
How we get here
See we drove man
Rollin in a lac on them chrome thangs
Whoa man
We leavin em blowed
We leavin em throwed
We rollin for sho
We got the wood smellin like cinnamon
Gigolo
Pimp
Got em a pro
Im hitting them blowed
Im dropping straight game just to put them in
Couldve been
The cheapest pimp that you ever seen before
I know you love it when i ride ds and vogues
I know the junkie love it when i cook keys and os
Im a freak so you know i stay pleasing woes
I love wood so you know i keep optimos
We had to gump locked when we dropped “on them vogues”
And the south dont stop till my head explode
Gotta keep it cold till my pockets swolle
So if you dont know youd better ask her though
Big pimp quick to kick down your door
Ima say it again
Like i said it before
Chorus 4x
When them dirty boys drop
Better hit the floe hit the floe 3x
Here we is boy
Here we is boy
Mr g stacka
Ok now
Now who be dropping them bombs
They keeping you crunk by making you jump
Off of every word that i spit out
You know them boys from the slum
They carry big pumps and ready to bomb
Off everything thats in our way now
Packing the heat
You stacking the cheese
Ready to freak
Each and every one of you woes
Who running the gump
Man yall already know
Them dirty boys
They got a style so cold
Continue to blow that killa smoke through my nose
Emptying clips and busting holes through our foes
Who that out there thats trying to steal our flow
After this time
I bet you wont no more
We left for a while
But now we back on your block
Locking it down because we opened up shop
You open your mouth and boy you bound to get popped
We licking up shots because we leaving them cocked
And every thug that i run with gs
Smoked out keeping freak tricks on they knees
Gotta sack of green wood so we called it trees
Plus a thing of thunderbird thats swerving me
Now what yall know bout mr g
Much love to them thugs that run the streets
Crack sells
fat mail
While them junkies geek
Pop slugs
Draw blood
Make them fakers flea
I know a lot of yall out there envy me
Thats all right
We knock em off easily
Seems to be that you would be more concerned
With making your own
Plus a little skeeting up stone
But let it alone
Cause it aint nothing you can do
Dirty boys coming back and we bringing the true
And the rest of yall know when you showed the show
Deuce
Triple o
We make em hit the floe
Chorus
Big pimp
Now what yall think we been doing brah
Sittin at home
Eatin snacks
Getting fat
We been in the studio making tracks
But yall boys wouldnt know nothing bout that
You too busy running off at your mouth
Hollerin about
We fell out
You need to worry bout yall own damn house
While youre always trying to worry bout ours
Saying “where the pimp
Where the g
I know they aint fell of the m-a-p
Is it gonna be yall last cd”
Look at here boy
Stop asking me
Thats the same old thing you asked last week
You talk too much if you ask me
Im glad i aint tell you that i lived with g
Im glad i aint tell you that i flipped the keys
Let me ask you a question
You remember my lac
The green one that i had with my name in the back
Why you wont tell me
Hell who stole that
You pulling everything else out your hat
See most of yall started rapping yesterday
See me and g been rapping since the 3rd grade
And i dont give a damn what none of yall say
We bout the only group that deserve to get paid
So roll em up
Sack em up
Pack em up
And move em out
Them dirty boys coming back through this town
And we wont stop till we shut it down
So if you didnt know youd better ask her though
Pimp and g quick to kick down your door
Ima say it again like i said it before
When them dirty boys drop when them dirty boys drop
Better hit the floe
Chorus