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Dusted 'N' Disgusted (DVD)

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I'm really not all that sure Bout when things is finna mature So let me find me a nigga with a grip And hit his ass quick with one of them whoops (What's the definition of a lick?) Taking a niggaz shit (Hey put that on sumthin) I put that on The Click, The Click Back to fuckin work one of the homies jus got dusted Time to do some dirt, uhh, I never trusted Them bustas shot him in the shirt, dead on arrival Now the town is funky, it's called survival What why'all want to do? They got us scuffled (bullet high, get in your eye) if this was a fifth well I be drunk I'm heated, them niggaz cheated, played me false We had em eatin, shit 'posed to been squashed I noticed one killa on the double dribble and set him up why'all She likes the Monie in the Middle, play tetherball Thick ass bitch, high yellow city-slicker Scarecrow creepin Southern bitches, aka Posie Pussyfictious Nigga been holdin guts, but shit on hisself and a funky bill Pullin out bills, frontin on material shit That's when I get to killin shit (killin shit) And settin 'I'm up and havin 'I'm catchin a couple of slugs Sl-uh sl-uh slugs, trynta fuck with savage thug Pistol pop in they ass, see niggaz be gettin this twisted It's that bitch that killed ya Took all your money peeled ya Seven niggaz bust in the room with AK's While a nigga be puttin on his jimmy All of a sudden they shoot up your Vuitton Before you can hit the broccoli See money-a-made that nigga, that nigga didn't make that money Left them niggaz jacked up, and the bitch she macked him He's a busta, punk ass nigga, why'all know the streets That's why that nigga naked layin dead in between some bloody sheets It's just a part of the game he didn't feel Bitches will kill, fuck a nigga, out his last d-uh dollar bill You don't know that hoe main that bitch can't be trusted Dusted and di-motherfuckin-sgusted [Chorus: E-40] Some cold hearted shit Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted Whacha'll want to do, whacha'll want to do Cold hearted bitches Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted Whacha'll want to do, I never trusted them bustas Some cold hearted shit Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted I never trusted them bustas And it's them cold hearted bitched Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted Dusted and disgusted Let's let of some two or threes on the other side of t-uh-town Draw the attention on the other s-uh-side of town (other side of town) And wait for the po-po shift to change, ghetto shootin range Revenge on the are-uh-rebound, war games Droughts, out, shhh lost clientele but I will prevail By sellin the broccoli dank instead of the crack cocaine Try not to steal narcotics When these punk MC's and bitches be the reason why


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