Hot Boys

Hot Boys - Dirty World lyrics

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It's a dirty world but it still spins
 Ya can't do nothin' about it but try to live in it
 You can't live too large or live too small
 It's a fix, but 2-2-6 gone still ball

 [Lil Wayne]
 No mater what, them people gonna always watch us
 And them dirty judges gonna keekp on tryin' to knock us
 Playa haters everwhere, can't trust ya own peeps
 And the feds got us with this new thing called conspiracy
 Them dirty scamps throwin' crosses, real niggas dyin'
 They put a limit to our flossin', don't wanna see us shine
 But close ya eyes, it ain't nothin', look the other way
 This for my mother, lost my father just the other day
 I'm seein' niggas get shot up, hell I got shot, too
 Man, you hate me and I hate you, look what this world do
 Now watch ya mouth when people ???? seein' they brains boil
 Look I don't curse but in this verse nigga f*ck the world

 Chorus 2x

 [Turk]
 Niggas be wantin' to kill ya, when ya on top they tryin to still ya
 Surrounded by playa haters, how you gonna make a million?
 Own boys be tryin' to take ya spot, you think it's cool but it's not
 Niggas be tryin to plot on what ya got
 If you rich you better leave it low
 It's a dirty old world, nigga, if you didn't know
 Don't tell ya business to hoes cuz they'll cross you up
 Tell they oldman you got her, he'll try to chop you up
 Watch ya back at all times, it's a dirty world
 Niggas get left and found over boy and girl
 F*ck playin' the game raw, I play it smart nigga
 Think I'm gonna get caught up nigga? I won't nigga
 I keep my eyes wide, and don't trust no nigga or b*tch
 These days, nigga, ya can't trust ya own click
 Ain't that some sh*t? This world nothin' nice
 Niggas hatin' if you got it, it's all gravy when ya trife

 Chorus 2x

 [Juvenile]
 Them b*tches got a nigga trapped, they ain't givin' a sh*t
 But they'll give it to them Japs, they buy property and don't even pay no tax
 Ride nothin' but Lexus' and 'Lacs
 The same treatment we ask, a destination of blacks
 Give us a ballot of names, and expect us to vote
 The way I see it, we losin' out anyway this sh*t go
 Show me a politician and I'll show you a crook
 Show me a police officer that go by the book
 They'll plant dope on ya, go to court on ya
 Give ya 99 years and slam the door on ya
 Angola, the free man bout it, he don't play
 Nigga get outta line, ship 'em to Camp J
 Food stamps and welfare done been cut now
 They done f*cked the Medi-care up, so niggas stuck now
 Bet ya before the week out another nigga get killed
 Bet ya Pendleton don't give a f*ck how a nigga feel
 We  fallin' like bricks, and they flyin' like birdies
 This world needs to take a bath cuz it's too dirty

 Chorus 2 ? x

 [the B.G.]
 Ya know this world so dirty, believe it ain't clean at all
 I gotta be a 'lil man and stand tall
 Y'all niggas jackin' for they habit, they can't keep it up
 F*ck with the wrong nigga's sh*t, you get ya head bust
 I only trust niggas that I know down with me
 I see straight through cut-throat niggas easily
 They tryin' to snatch me, cuz they know I'm what ya used to be
 Cuz I'm a major fu-uh-factor to C-M-B
 But I keep a chopper that's damn near as big as me
 Cuz I refuse to let any nigga still me
 That'll be stripes for a nigga on the f*ckin' streets
 Reppin' off me, sayin' they chopped the B.G.
 I get some weed and just roll up
 This world tore up, niggas on that dope, sick, fold up
 My click rich wrapped in diamonds and pearls
 Ya gotta be strapped, bein' rich in this dirty world

 Chorus 4x
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