Ridin' Dirty lyrics

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Nigga buy jeans then i’m fronting ..
Get it, got that urban chance keep that magic ..
Got that band meet the ..tryin to .. mean
Fucking crackers tryin to lock me but the traffic ..
Do we go wetm he know that
Her nigga owe me forty grants we ..
I’ma fucking bowder bitches see those stairs
I said mone back up see no ..

We get it in then get it out
And my niggas ain’t got work in whole city stole
All my niggas low my shit ain’t pretty ..
This fucking .. bitch ..the city ..
My ice heavy , my whip clean
My money straight like ..
All my niggas tryin to skip jail
But we still rich we’re getting rich our move is ..

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These niggas out is talking what they go now
I talk em bout that paper ‘cause i love ..
Tryin to .. don’t tell me ..
You wanna .. come and get it for the low ..
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Runnin dirty would have trap it and bring on me
Runnin dirty would have trap it and bring on me
Runnin dirty would have trap it and bring on me
I’m runnin dirty would have trap iher and ..

Every day i take a risk i’m a risk
I ..destruction i .. asking by my homie here clips ..
Coming .. i’m the fucking .. the time is clean
Extended ..count a lot of green
Wait the smokie color .. but with the ..woman depend to fish
...we needed a ..
Runnin dirty up a millionaire
Her rich bitch no millionaire
...nigga play around he .. no feeling now

Work dirty money for .. that .. i swore
..my nerve everybody tryin to get served
..real nigga under the city ..money talk you ..

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