Vertaling: Die toue. Ek hou nie daarvan om Kry Dirty.
I don't like to get dirty And I don't want a funeral 'Cause I don't like people looking at me And I don't want to get married 'Cause I don't want someone
Style of how the bitches treat a motherfuckin' fly nigga like you? I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one of them I don't trip on hos 'cause I don't
life like a big carnival Get drunk, act like an animal I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and hip-hop Suckers get loud, I drop em I like ( ? ) I
's in the mutha-fuckin' house Yo, here comes the nigga with the ruff, terror The paranoid, gots to get the boy Get your steel 'cuz I feel like a headbanger Yah, I
death takes me away Don't be surprised son, I wasn't put here to stay At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So the family sticks together and
like throwing my hands up in the air I know I can count on you Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care" But you've got the love I need to
I hope This is Faizon Love and I love hoes I just don't pay 'em} Cut up, know we like that, get that cut up Freaky thangs, we be bout 'em Get that cut
explain that this won't happen often But I'm lost and I'm amazed, I'm be willing ingaige I'll rage that niggaz think that dirty don't need a cage I should
too, like I was jokin', when I'm chrome-totin' I have a nigga in his home hopin' I don't blow his dome open I stay stoned, smokin' while I'm on the low
I could rock her But I can't fuck no-head doctor Bitches don't know that's Too $hort's tip You might get geed if you don't suck dick But I'm so fresh
talks, get money Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa Money talks, it don't stop, money talks, it don't stop Dirty cash, I want you,
me now I feel like you can't stop me now, they love my voice Of course, full-force, I done made it now [Yo Gotti] I feel like you can't stop me now I
what you get for tellin niggaz that you better than 'Bis Not possible - if I can't pronounce it, it ain't rhymable The audible probability probably ain't
Brooklyn I know, I know, I know, I know Queens I know, I know, I know, I know Shaolin I know, I know, I know, I know I know, I know, I know, I know
I'm flowin' like pilot controlled Boeing When I get bitten, I bite back, Quicker than Tyson attacks I don't give a fuck if I don't get my license back
I cast 'em and I past 'em, get a tight grip and I grasp 'em I flash 'em and out last 'em And if ain't good then I trash 'em While you stash 'em, I'll