Dirty East (feat. La Trotsky & EPKBooZie)

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Z Thang

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Yuh
Z Sauce Em' Up! (Yuh)
Hop in the coupe go fast
When we go to the store, my niggas and I, you know we don't check the price (nah!)
They know that we ball, my niggas a scammer, we still gonna swipe the cards (swipe!)
Cruising down in my city, we getting shot at, still gonna move the slice (boom!)
Every time that we pass by, these niggas are shaking, post up at the corner light (light!)
They think it's a game, but my niggas don't play, they just gonna roll a dice
Hop on flights
Spot his man got shot at twice (boo-boom!) (yur)
Niggas they talk about guns and talk about drums, but they never own a pipe (yur, yur)
Yea I be up in my funds, investing in guns, I got not time to fight (fight!)
These niggas they talk like they real, but they never real, they really move like mice (rats)
I had to watch my back, these hoes ain't loyal, chase my racks (cash!)
F*ck the talk we clap, we run you down and take your stash (bitch)
Cro we shipping packs, we getting cash no paying tax (tax!)
When we talk about cash, we getting it flipped
All of my niggas they taking a trip
I started with quarter, now I need a brick
Machete in the whip and extendo my clip
Shoutout to primo, got one in his hip
You talking your shit, you get hit in the lip
I'm with my dawgs like Lilo and Stitch
Blue Amiri jeans now you know I'm a crip
Moving pounds, nigga what is a zip
Every single pack cro, we getting it shipped
When you come to my trap nigga, you gotta get stripped
My phones beeping like I'm parking a van
I got a bitch gonna send her to France
Give her packs, now she come back with bands
She so bad, she can't fit in her pants
Hop in the Benz, baby show me your plans
I pop a perk and she popping the xans
Long flight, I don't want it to land
Tell the pilot; might go to Japan
Bad bitch, we gon' f*ck up the bag
We buy drip, we ain't checking the tag
Shipping packs while we chill in our ends
East side shit nigga, you f*ck with us!?
Grrrr PAW!
You know we getting rid of rocks (rocks)
We tote a lotta chops
Feel bad for that last opp we caught (caught)
We made that nigga diddy bop (bop)
Riding round' the city hot (hot, hot)
Just to catch that boy who talk a lot (hot)
Oh that nigga gon' do what? To who?
Been posted on that nigga block (who?, what?)
These bullets have corona, don't stand close to them, you'll catch it too (frrrrrrr)(bah!)
Last nigga ran off with my pack, he paid me back a buck or two (run dat)
Sliding on them boys, one by one, I'm snatching up a few
Handle beef up in the streets, ain't worried bout that nigga crew
Just pay when the rent due
You owe me one but give me two (two!)
Pop up on the opps, like we you think them niggas call me Boo (boo-boom!)
I know dawg be with it, why you think I ride with him for?
My dawgs swinging sticks, got em' ducking like it's limbo
I'm a Zoe I ain't no Crip but I heard we gave his fams the blues
Ima roll the dice and bitch it's up whether I win or lose
Went broke had to fix it so I went to go to cop a tool
(Went broke had to fix it so I went to go to cop a tool)
Ayo Trotsky boy
I'm back now!
East side shit man aghh
Went to jail and came home, they forgot about me
It's all good though
I'm back now
Z Sauce Em' Up!

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