Tru - Down And Dirty lyrics

Yo we ridin' dirty, you don't know me b**h Chorus: Silkk and mercedes together Mercedes, tru n***az down and dirty (repeat 2x) [silkk] Watch your back when i be ridin Cause i'm known to get down and dirty Or should i say i'm bout it, bout it! [silkk] See i'm, always sulkin like a bad kid Ak's under the mattress, automatic for static Watch your back when i ride Cuz i, roll with the tech and blastin will be uncivilized Hat, like y'all n***az heard me I'm known to get down and f**in dirty Y'all bustas just ain't worthy I live loose adn live frightless I'm in a crowded room, cut the lights off, turn em back on I got everybody's rings and necklace Check check this, hop on the block, n***a Stop, n***a out my mind, thinkin like a glock n***a It's a risky business, ask boz he'll tell ya Ask p, he'll tell you n***az, six deep is how us g's ride On some gangsta sh** I'm down to kickin your f**in door But i'll spray this sh**, y'all ain't feelin I'm doin it for a meal Stop pause for a sec, i'm ridin dirty, guard your grill Chorus 4x [silkk] I'm on some beamer 740 sh**, crazy retarded sh** Some rum bacardi sh** When i bust, n***az run, cuz they know, i hardly miss Potnas be trippin ever since i first made it I'm bad like a first grader Face like a eight grader I'm on some sh** that'll make the n***az wanna jump out the game I'm down to act bad, dude i got through, to make some change By any means me dream is on the triple beam Schemes twice a week to get my money of my cream Y'all b**hes ain't feelin, how i do it, how i won it If you did it, i done done it, dope i count less than hundred Got one of my block retaliatin, till we all fall I'm out the supersport, bumpin, dumpin on all y'all Chorus 4x [c-murder] n***a, i'm ridin dirty, like u.g.k. homes If you can't respect the fact that i'm strapped, keep your a** at home I'd rather be in the pen, more than the motherf**in grave And have my picture on the news, instead of the motherf**in front page I'm tru n***a! so act like me to the fullest I gots my finger on this trigga, and you know i'm ready to pull it C and silkk, commenced to bustin and that a** Don't try to play me boy, we leave you layin up in a body bag With p dog, the colonel of no limit That's my label b**h, so i gots to represent it Like, martin luther king, i gotta dream To be a, multi-millionaire, make hits and stack cream With tru tatooed on my back and my arm Don't bury me a g, cause i plan to live long Much love to my homes, dead and in the bushes Reminiscin, pour our 40's, and smoke mad swishers Straight out the gutter, like g-blood Silkk, c-murder, tru, down and dirty We run this motherf**er