Ol' Dirty Bastard (ODB)

Ol' Dirty Bastard (ODB) - Fuck Y'all lyrics

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[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]

Why ya'll always be talkin' shit (I'm comin')

You're always talkin' shit (want me I'm come? We coming)

Why ya'll always be talkin' shit (I'm comin')

You're always talkin' shit (want me I'm come? We coming)

Shit (we coming, we coming!)



[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

I'm the nigga walkin' through the Hill, with the gun out

Lookin' for the big mouth, showin' off in front of bitches

Talk about Dirt, leave you lumped up in stitches

Dig a lotta ditches, for you six feet spitters

Put the barrel in ya mouth, I'm the shell case shitter

Masquerade paid, stay on the front page

Playin' on streets, like streets was arcade

My hand's all sprayed, like Charles blades the gensu

Feel the lucy, and spark up the neptune

Resurrect them, to dawn on, protect 'em

Outside set up, guess who inject them

Walk through zoo, but no Zu, is Brooklyn

Heavy artillery, thug chains in Brooklyn

Strapped in the back of the Ac', Dirty rose like that

That's a Crooklyn fact, find Dirty

And you find where the cash is at, fuck y'all



[Chorus x2: Ol' Dirty Bastard]

Why ya'll always be talkin' shit (fuck y'all)

Everytime I hear you talkin' shit (fuck y'all)

And anytime I hear you talkin' shit

Will be the last thing that you be talkin', shit (fuck y'all)



[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

Spit fire like a livewire, the messiah

Take you higher than the last hit, mental obstacle

In pussy logic, gynecolagist you can swallow

Cuz it' O.D.B., bitch!

Bring it like the Warrior, on the Deacon

Explosive rap game, like a Meth thing

Spit acid, the Ol' Dirty Bastard

Pull like coast, to toast it, while I'm acid

Ten stories up, penthouse, only us

Meanwhile I'mma strain, what I can't clutch

Fresh, wild and bold like the Cold Crush

Purple haze keep a nigga with the robut (fuck y'all)

On the major when the bitch slap, giddy up

I'm an ass man, but I tear the titty up

Tear ya whole city up, bring it if you grittier

Dirty ain't so pretty, even when the legs are levetated

Escalated, cuz I'm made of Baby Jesus

Welfare card expired, so I need this

Dirty rose like that, that's a hood fact

Find Dirty and you'll find where the cash at



[Chorus x5]
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Language: English

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