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The Click Down And Dirty

night I died about 3:45 I hit the lights quick and I jumped in the bed And somethin went real wrong with my head The room started spinnin and I needed a breeze And

front end court I'm straighter than a player tighter than a chef And getting into some good ol' doja Lil bruce not late the seventy eight And meet me at the end of Mariposa And

my pedal and rolled down Golden Gate And threw these motherfuckin' kis in the lake [Verse 2] Guess who comes through, it's a fool I gat tapped that ass, red dog, and

the back and dropped a nut in her gut And that's about the time that the shit had changed The tramp dog bitch started runnin' her game About bein' depressed, down and out And

fade Sliced and rocked in thirty-six fuckin' ways Sold to the public, to the boys, to the gangstas Crews, staff, tribes, clans, clicks, and pranksters Break down

father please forgive me Can't turn back on em now these niggas feel me Never dream of lettin em down that s-t'll kill me First year the money was dirty

pen and pixel make violence more graphic Take raw coke, cook it crack and saran wrap it One muthafuckin' verse and already it's a classic One muthafuckin' verse and

Herron} Dir-tayyyyy, yeah Dirty money Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dirty money Dir-tayyyyyyy, yeah Dirty money Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dirty Money

your Krunch [Immens] And you can have your Loops [*both*] But you still gotta get your Two Scoops! [Common] Around and round and upside down and upside down