מילים לשיר Dirty Money – UGK

Say, look here man I'm a rapper Hold up, let me take that back Imake rap music, but that don't mean all a nigga do is rap But that don't matter I've been labeled, stigmatized, stereotyped There's an entertainment disease worse than cancer, a venereal type I spit imperial
But they act like they can't separate a real nigga from the fraud Rule number one: never send a boy to fuck a grown ass lady And respect the game 'cause thegame is known to be gone fast baby Now It's a long pass maybe you should try diving for it Fools act like they striving for it hit Total Request Live and blow it Knowing ain't a giving and nothing is See all this candy
Enough of this man, let's get this here straight like creases It's a never
It's compresses and releases and for the love of Jesus It's breaks the soul, now we forever left to pick up the pieces it's dirty money (
Niggas laughing but ain't a damn thing funny You gotta have paper in this land of milk and honey Yeah, it's bright outside but not nessicarily sunny And no matter how you make it, it's all dirty money baby (Verse Two: Pimp C) Every drug I sold was for the dirty money Most of my niggas is dead because the game is funny You could get your life took at the drop of the dime But I'mma pimp till the end and keep my money on mind Most of my life I've been broke trying to save my bread I never ask to be hustling now I watch out for feds 'Cause niggas be talking and giving up game About the cheese, the green, the pills, the coke D's I marry my pockets, so now I chase my queen Keep a thang for the haters with the red beam Every since fifteen I've been a big money fiend Sippin' cold codeine and pulling up clean Popping up at the spot and dropping the top And keep a bad yellow (???) with my dick on rock uh! (Verse Three: Bun B) You can't get no house, no car No weed, no bar, no flash, no show No class, no flow, no help, no love No liquor, no drug, no clique, no crew No tracks to flow to, no pager, no phone No flavor, no zone, no fiend, no cut no wife, no slut, no name, Nowhere in the game to get me five No nothing without that dirty ass M
(Verse Four: Pimp C) My momma taught me what the value of a dollar should be But everybody I saw balling was rolling selling Ki's In the late 80's niggas pulling up on D's Putting dick up in these hoes and making 'em pay fees Learn how to ride dirty 'cause ain't shit for free Then all them niggas got popped that's all I needed to see For some the dope game cool 'cause that's all that they could be I know God ain't put me down here just to be serving no fiends
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