From front to street, listen, we on a mission To get right, workin corner in the midnight Picture the scene, these with fire Ten dollar dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe I'm wit like Wheatstraw Stuck my cocaine raw sixty-two off the brick, jump back Twenty over now mo' money to get Slick, we fin' to on this corner without gettin caught But time, a sleepin and money gettin short Plus that crooked cop Brock think we slangin (fuck him) That why he ride through the hole the do' swangin But I make moves, shake them tricks up out they Be more precise we do things Cause life is like shakin the dice, but I buck back five-deuce, fo'-trey, okay
I'm strictly dirty dirty Gone represent it to the Born and bred up on the top Get to the money and the spot And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see I'm strictly stressin dirty represent it to the t-top Born and up on the street top Get to the money and the spot And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see
Shit, cops and robbers niggas be bound to get dollars and cents They get in a slump like baseball players when short on they rent Anything you ain't knowin how much money YOU spent But in the world you surrounded by these ladies and gents Who hang around you cause you be all the weed and all the chicken everybody, smokin em out When you was broke they was missin Now you ridin bout fo' deep, startin to up your suspension And baby mamma on child support, my fault, forget to mention You don't even have a checking account wasn't thinking no pension I used to work at Steak 'N' Ale, Old Gold off in the Had determination and graduated, now I got the whole rap fascinated I wanted a piece of the pie for me and my family so I it Continue to sell dope, it's the bills so you gon' do it But legislation got this new policy, three strikes and you're Now where your crew at?
I'm strictly stressin dirty represent it to the t-top Born and bred up on the top Get to the money and the sweet And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see I'm strictly stressin dirty Gone represent it to the Born and bred up on the top Get to the money and the spot And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see
Ay, me and my buddy on the cut and they know we serving em We watch what we doing, and look out for Joe Nab And re-ing up and standing on this same old block Before our gangsta ass partner get both of us talking cause they making some flow But still did nothing that ain't been done before You can't be trying to showcase, just put it down for spot And improvise and work with little you got So I think when I finish my last sack take some of this money, go and give some back Cause people won't forget about the you gave, knowmsayin? And start thinking bout a path to
I'm strictly dirty dirty represent it to the t-top Born and up on the street top Get to the and the sweet spot And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" we see cops I'm strictly dirty dirty represent it to the t-top Born and up on the street top Get to the money and the spot And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops