Dirty Red

Lyrics

Verse (1) Why they got us living on the edge Brothers dying from they colors, I'm just tryna get the bread Same gun up in Iraq, same one under da bed But forreal I ain't lying I don't know no Dirty Red That brother man, climbing thru yo window Hitting every block, Im gonna spit it with my fif flow He done ran through swans, he done shot up the lanes Village boys want'em, elm st want the same Nigga, … he prolly stole that rock , aye he hiding from the cops he'll proally get you shot Say goodnight, police used they chalk The blocc be fucking hot, the hood straight out the wok …aye I put that on my pro-wings , it don't matter if you don't bang Nigga yo daddy dope slang, and whatever hood he selling that Yo affiliation, jumped on or not, if you make it get to thanking Selfie stick be doble barrels , wrong word'll have you dead Tell me whats the procedure , when a gun up at yo head Same gun up in Iraq , same one under da bed But forreal I ain't lying I don't know no Dirty Red Verse (2) Trump just did a deal with the UAE I bet you thinking what the fuck that got to do with me The maker of bullets flying out in the middle east Here, The same ones got us yelling out Rest in piece Politics, who is Lockhead Martin Oh he was married Gina, he best friend by Cole Shit this world be cole Jermaine Keyshia and north pole We done fucked off the polls, melania can get this pole Vote for her, trigger finger fuck In the cell you fucked in the wrong hood you fucked, we fucked Bystander better run, less you catching Bruce Leroy or its heaven, if pray for the prey is I pagan We rob because the po low Ralph Lauren don't know My chaps competing its complex the hammers mark ecko (rrrrrrrraaaaaaa) who cares it don't matters Where yo momma stay it matters, just put a hole through yo matter Selfie stick be doble barrels , wrong word'll have you dead Tell me whats the procedure , when a gun up at yo head Same gun up in Iraq, same one under da bed But forreal I ain't lying I don't know no Dirty Red