Dirt Lyrics – Young Juve

Dirt Lyrics by Young Juve

b#tch we bout to put em in a hurst
Put em on a shirt
Put em in the dirt
Aye aye aye aye aye

Put em in a hurst
Put em on a shirt
Den put em in the dirt
Aye aye aye aye

b#tch I’m trying put em in a hurst
Put em on a shirt
Put em in the dirt
Aye aye aye aye aye

Put em on a shirt
[put em in a hurst
Put em on a shirt
Put em in the dirt

Aye aye aye
n#gg# said I was too young to be his big homie
Bat em in his face n#gg# I’m yo BIG HOMIE
You better not spin around my block wit no tint on it

Cause any altercations my n#gg#s want in on it
We slapping hi fives with heads shots
This n#gg# p#ss# I can see straight thru his dreadlocks
Ooh his head popped

My lil n#gg#s too official ain’t no red dot
He just hop out swing pistols like a red opp
I this his meds dropped
Or I’m to geeked up

Beat a n#gg# out his mf sneakers
We in the club starting sh#t up for no reason
It’s best to walk the other way if you see us
Cuz b#tch we on go mode like a Go Pro

Find out where you live and hit download
Wanna live to see yo kids keep yo mouth close
I’m smoking opp pack, and this my last bowl
b#tch we bout to put em in a hurst

Put em on a shirt
Put em in the dirt
Aye aye aye aye aye
Put em in a hurst

Put em on a shirt
Den put em in the dirt
Aye aye aye aye
b#tch I’m trying put em in a hurst

Put em on a shirt
Put em in the dirt
Aye aye aye aye aye
Put em on a shirt

Put em on a shirt
Put em in the dirt
Aye aye aye
n#gg# know it case closed when I hit yo #ss yo #ss wit that wooo wop

We just murder n#gg#s don’t never get in no shootouts
Throughout my lifetime I only spared about 2 opps
Word out in the street on me like Michael Jordan new shoe drop
Ran way from yo problems but can’t run away from this ruger

Kill a n#gg# go secondline his stupid #ss like usual
You heard that Papp Papp
Two to the head his brains sitting in his Lap Lap
He took a nap nap

That what he get get cause he keep running his flap flap
He’s a cheese eater so I caught em in a trap trap hey
I see you going extra hard your need to freeze that
I’m bout to put you in the dirt where they grow trees at

b#tch we bout to put em in a hurst
Put em on a shirt
Put em in the dirt
Aye aye aye aye aye

Put em in a hurst
Put em on a shirt
Den put em in the dirt
Aye aye aye aye

b#tch I’m trying put em in a hurst
Put em on a shirt
Put em in the dirt
Aye aye aye aye aye

Put em in a hurst
Put em on a shirt
Put em in the dirt
Aye aye aye

Pull up str8 I got the stick on me
Cool thirty this enough to buy a brick on me
Weight a cool buck 50 but I’m big homie
Nan n#gg# in my city never picked on me

I don’t want the whip if it ain’t got the kit on it
And I can’t pull it off the lot unless it tint on it
f#ck n#gg# talking out his head I put a 10 on em
Young n#gg# never saw a 10 he come and sit on em

I never met that n#gg# Quan but I got Rich homies
We still a pull up wit that fire and let it rip on em
p#ss# n#gg# Twitter dissing cause his b#tch want me
Catch his p#ss# #ss in public wit gone whop on em

Imma shove it down her throat and make her spit on it
Imma f#ck her from the back and make her sit on it
Imma do my diddy bop I got the blick on me
I catch a oppa imma rock em choppa rocka hit his head and leave a dent on it
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Young Juve Lyrics – Dirt

Young Juve

Dirt