niggaz kick off they shoes What would you do in the position when it's us against you? That Teflon mother fucker, can your head take two? Shut the fuck
continue my creepin' on a come up until I'm done up, dead and gone You can look at my life and call me bad But nigga, you read me wrong And, nigga, I be head
It's going down Tennessee Justin Timberlake Timbaland Three 6 Mafia Tennessee VA, Dirty South, Dirty South It's how we do what we do, man When we do
lookin like a boss I pop at ya hood on ya snorkle til I have the fur lookin like a scarf Lookin like I robbed 'em Tell cops is easy to find like chinks
You know I'm dirty because it's in me Life's not easy And it's the heart that I won't change I wouldn't be the same You see me one day and then the next
see me. Ladies want to feel me, knuckleheads want to try to be me, Get down like so easy, I get greasy, low down dirty and sleazy. Tease me, I be the
to rest I'm the one and it wasn't easy I ain't afraid to confess That I kicked his back door down Let myself in, stuck a gun up to the side of his head
where this dirty road is taking me Sometimes I can't even see the reason why I guess I keep on gamblin', lots of booze and lots of ramblin' It's easier
this dirty road is takin' me Sometimes I can't even see the reason why I guess I keep on gamblin', lots of booze and lots of ramblin' Well, it's easier
Busted flat in Baton Rouge an' headed for the trains Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed the diesel down just before it rained Took us all
baby in the bed Dreams and wishes dancin' in her head A love forever is what he said That's what he said Father leans back in his easy chair A pint
to fight my whole life through. Some gal would giggle and I'd get red, And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head. I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy
I had to fight my whole life through Some gal would giggle and I'd get red Some guy would laugh and I'd bust his head I tell you life ain't easy for a
't satisfy her spendin' fetishes She was all about gettin' the head like she was lettuces Yah, them types be actin' like they ain't sleazy Like this uptown chick, playin' opposite of easy
Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh, ooh, yeah It's a pity that you're so dirty Worthy of some Southern Hospital See we them Northern boys with
make you want to pull a gun and buck 2 shots for the Peckerwood rockin' Put down your glock or your block I'll be knockin' dead off your shoulders,heads
you wanna pull a gun And buck 2 shots For the peckerwood rockin' Put down your glock Or your block, I'll be knockin' And dead off your shoulders Head
lot All the homies tellin' lies 'bout the women they got Nobody gets offended at a racial joke (Why?) Everybody's laughin', tryin' to stay woke (Yeah) We takin' it easy