[Intro]
Mack up on this shit
I'm talking' 'bout you bustas runnin' lip
You poppin' game of lemon-lime
Watermelons male me click (Yeah, yah)
You actin' like you down (Yeah, yah, yah)
But when I come around, your ass ain't down (Yah, yah)
Run yo' mouth (Yeah, Dirty)
Run yo' mouth (Yeah, yeah)
Run yo' mouth (Yah)
Run yo-run yo'
(Damn, you did 'em dirty)
[Verse 1: Roach King Tha Dope Fiend]
One up in my dome (Dome)
Got five left in the chrome (Chrome)
I let her top me off, then I'm sending her ass home
Dirty riding on his own (Yah)
Ain't no time for a hoe
I'm sparking up a swisher
Yeah I love that cherry glow (Ah)
It's fuck your bitch, and fuck your crew
And fuck your friends, and fuck you too (Who?)
I tighten my screws with the tool
I don't play pretend, we ain't cool (Yeah)
The flames on my skin got me cruel (Yah)
My mental decays. I'm a fool
I don't care to know who is who
You tryin' to talk, but bitch, who the fuck you? (Yeah)
[Bridge]
Mack up on this shit- (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You bustas runnin-runnin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mack up on this shit- (Yeah, yeah)
You bustas runnin-runnin- (Dirty, Dirt, yeah)
Mack up on this shit- (Lil Dirt)
You bustas runnin-runnin' (Dirty, Dirt, yeah, Dirt)
Mack up on this shit- (Yeah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
You bustas runnin-runnin- (Ah, ah)
[Verse 2: Roach King Tha Dope Fiend]
I've been geeking for a week
And I can feel my blood is seeping (Seeping, seeping)
Falling deeper into sleep
And feel the reaper start to creep in
Steady curving all these leaches
Only want me for a weekend
But my will to live is weakened
As I'm constantly retreating (Where'd you go?)
They never saw me coming
Dirty creeping in the dark
Skeletons all in my closet
Start to walk out to the yard
Numb me up, drug me up
Or I won't make it very far (Nah, nah)
Boy better shut your mouth
I didn't think that it hard
[Outro]
Mack up on this shit-
You bustas runnin-runnin'
Mack up on this shit-
You bustas runnin-runnin-
Mack up on this shit-
You bustas runnin-runnin'
Mack up on this shit-
You bustas runnin-runnin-
Mack up on this shit
I'm talking' 'bout you bustas runnin' lip
You poppin' game of lemon-lime
Watermelons male me click (Yeah, yah)
You actin' like you down (Yeah, yah, yah)
But when I come around, your ass ain't down (Yah, yah)
Run yo' mouth (Yeah, Dirty)
Run yo' mouth (Yeah, yeah)
Run yo' mouth (Yah)
Run yo-run yo'
(Damn, you did 'em dirty)
[Verse 1: Roach King Tha Dope Fiend]
One up in my dome (Dome)
Got five left in the chrome (Chrome)
I let her top me off, then I'm sending her ass home
Dirty riding on his own (Yah)
Ain't no time for a hoe
I'm sparking up a swisher
Yeah I love that cherry glow (Ah)
It's fuck your bitch, and fuck your crew
And fuck your friends, and fuck you too (Who?)
I tighten my screws with the tool
I don't play pretend, we ain't cool (Yeah)
The flames on my skin got me cruel (Yah)
My mental decays. I'm a fool
I don't care to know who is who
You tryin' to talk, but bitch, who the fuck you? (Yeah)
[Bridge]
Mack up on this shit- (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You bustas runnin-runnin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mack up on this shit- (Yeah, yeah)
You bustas runnin-runnin- (Dirty, Dirt, yeah)
Mack up on this shit- (Lil Dirt)
You bustas runnin-runnin' (Dirty, Dirt, yeah, Dirt)
Mack up on this shit- (Yeah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
You bustas runnin-runnin- (Ah, ah)
[Verse 2: Roach King Tha Dope Fiend]
I've been geeking for a week
And I can feel my blood is seeping (Seeping, seeping)
Falling deeper into sleep
And feel the reaper start to creep in
Steady curving all these leaches
Only want me for a weekend
But my will to live is weakened
As I'm constantly retreating (Where'd you go?)
They never saw me coming
Dirty creeping in the dark
Skeletons all in my closet
Start to walk out to the yard
Numb me up, drug me up
Or I won't make it very far (Nah, nah)
Boy better shut your mouth
I didn't think that it hard
[Outro]
Mack up on this shit-
You bustas runnin-runnin'
Mack up on this shit-
You bustas runnin-runnin-
Mack up on this shit-
You bustas runnin-runnin'
Mack up on this shit-
You bustas runnin-runnin-
( Dirty Bxy )
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