Ruff Ryders: Dirrrty

[Petey Pablo]Everybody everybody everybody everybodyWe call it the dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrtyDirrty dirrty dirrty (Double R) Double REverybody everybody everybody everybody everybody everybodyAnd we call it the dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrtyDirrty dirrty dirrty, Double R[Drag-On]Nigga let's get dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrtyI'ma let my pump go early, from Thrusday to ThursdayEight o'clock in the morningThat's why we go out on a cop on my corner, yessuhGimme that Lex', I'm gonna exitSo I can pull up outta here, we goneSlow the shit down now so I can catch itI'm gon' catch it, catch it, catch itPlay it to the band cause Petey Pablo threw me a boneso I could fetch it, fetch itMe and Petey Pablo make you followPut the gun in his mouth, make him swallowDo a nigga like, DialloI know I'm warm but now it's time to get WA-ARM!Now it's time to turn up, hurry up, y'all niggaz best to be GO-ONE!Left his head to be LO-ONG! - from the first day I was bornPop guns like popcorn, s-s-stutter likeY'all motherfuckers ain't stabbin shit like a butter knifeThat shit just don't cut rightOn my block all we hear is WOOP WOOP, niggaz it's time to runGrab your guns cause beef with me and Petey P. hide your sonsDouble-R motherfuckerLet me slow this shit down before y'all make us spit roundsMurder your block then skip town, nigga![Chorus] 2XThis gon' be the anthem for the clubs (YEAH!) code of the thugs (YEAH!)Repped it in the streets (YEAH!) loved in the slums (YEAH!)Who am I? (A RUFF RYDER!)Who am I? (MR. NORTH CAROLINA!)[Petey Pablo]So tired, these so-called drug thugs bust they gun niggazMean mugged, supposed to be the toughest in the club niggazWatch out, motherfucker say somethin I'll, I'll fuck you upTie ya ass to the back of a pick-up truck and just leave, uhYou a waste of good slugAnd I told the motherfucker I'd get him, so what?It ain't like you hotIt ain't like we got work, meet me at yo' blockIt ain't like we won't come throughand take any motherfuckin thing you do gotWe done had you a strong shower, one-five-one, no rawI'm whoopin them drawers off, takin charge, play the barYou dealin with the right one; if you want it, you sho' can get someI ain't come to play, Double-R told me to come up to New York and I cameDrag-On told me to write tonight and God dammit we doin our thangDirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty - whether you like it or notme and Drag got this thang on lock and we about to change the gameI'ma bring the rain, I'ma bring the painI'ma bring the wood and the grainGet back with ya motherfuckin five-dollar ass, huh, 'fore I make change[Chorus] 2X[Petey Pablo]Drag, I can't lean lean - this motherfuckin track too hotThis shit keep callin me, still can't believe itThese motherfuckers waited so long (shit, me neither)Should've been like I slid rightbut I bet you motherfuckers were scaredcause this shit start shootouts and club fightsThe shit might jump off tonightI done seen the nigga and this bitch that I don't like (he gon' get it)Ju-ju-just just-just-just as soon as I fit him (he gon' get it)Simple-minded motherfucker shouldn't have been thereThey role is to kill him, Drag what's wrong with them?[Drag-On]They must be crazy and derangedDo I speak my ghetto slang, got a big chainThey say that was bad but I'ma show you what this heavy metal bringThat's how I settle things likeWhat y'all want, what y'all want? (You motherfuckers don't want none)Roll that blunt, smoke that blunt (You niggaz stay in the pub)We gettin high, gettin by, me and Petey Pab'Connectin like, shit to a fly, clip to a gun, y'all clip better runPick anyone got plenty of it, y'all niggaz really don't want itThat's a hit boy, y'all fittin to love itFeel this clip up in yo' stomach, uh[Chorus] 2X