[00:01.23]Everybody everybody everybody everybody
[00:04.44]We call it the dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty
[00:05.70]Dirrty dirrty dirrty (Double R)
[00:10.26]Double R Everybody everybody everybody everybody everybody everybody
[00:16.62]And we call it the dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty
[00:18.48]Dirrty dirrty dirrty,
[00:19.05]Double R [Drag-On]
[00:19.65]Mother****ers let's get dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty
[00:25.71]I'ma let my pump go early, from
[00:27.48]Thrusday to
[00:27.96]Thursday Eight o'clock in the morning
[00:29.58]That's why we go out on a cop on my corner, yessuh
[00:31.68]Gimme that
[00:32.04]Lex', I'm gonna exit
[00:33.06]So I can pull up outta here, we gone
[00:34.23]Slow the mother****ing shit down now so
[00:35.37]I can catch it
[00:36.03]I'm gon' catch it, catch it, catch it
[00:37.47]Play it to the band cause
[00:38.28]Petey Pablo threw me a bone so
[00:39.39]I could fetch it, fetch it
[00:40.23]Me and Petey
[00:40.83]Pablo make you follow
[00:41.76]Put the gun in his mouth, make him swallow
[00:43.26]Do a mother****er like,
[00:44.04]Diallo I know
[00:45.00]I'm warm but now it's time to get
[00:46.11]WA-ARM! Now it's time to turn up, hurry up, y'all mother****ers best to be
[00:49.02]GO-ONE! Left his head to be
[00:50.49]LO-ONG! - from the first day
[00:51.63]I was born
[00:52.14]Pop guns like popcorn, s-s-stutter like
[00:54.15]Y'all mother****ers ain't stabbing shit like a butter knife
[00:56.31]That shit just don't cut right
[00:57.57]On my block all we hear is
[00:58.50]WOOP WOOP, mother****ers it's time to run
[01:00.36]Grab your guns cause beef with me and
[01:02.04]Petey P. hide your sons
[01:03.63]Double-R mother****ers
[01:04.53]Let me slow this mother****ing shit down before y'all make us spit rounds
[01:07.44]Murder your block then skip town, mother****ers! [Chorus] 2
[01:13.65]X This gon' be the anthem for the clubs (YEAH!) code of the thugs (YEAH!)
[01:24.21]Repped it in the streets (YEAH!) loved in the slums (YEAH!)
[01:27.06]Who am I? (A RUFF RYDER!)
[01:28.71]Who am I? (MR. NORTH CAROLINA!) [Petey Pablo]
[01:32.70]So tired, these so-called drug thugs bust they gun niggaz
[01:35.82]Mean mugged, supposed to be the toughest in the club niggaz
[01:38.85]Watch out, mother****ers say somethin
[01:40.50]I'll, I'll **** you up
[01:41.64]Tie ya ass to the back of a pick-up truck and just leave, uh
[01:44.73]You a waste of good slug
[01:45.84]And I told the mother****ers
[01:46.71]I'd get him, so what?
[01:47.64]It ain't like you hot
[01:48.66]It ain't like we got work, meet me at yo' block
[01:50.61]It ain't like we won't come through and take any mother****ing thing you do got
[01:53.49]We done had you a strong shower, one-five-one, no raw
[01:56.52]I'm whoopin them drawers off, takin charge, play the bar
[01:59.34]You dealin with the right one; if you want it, you sho' can get some
[02:02.34]I ain't come to play,
[02:03.03]Double-R told me to come up to
[02:04.17]New York and
[02:04.77]I came Drag-
[02:05.88]On told me to write tonight and
[02:06.78]God dammit we doin our thang
[02:08.04]Dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty - whether you like it or not me and
[02:11.67]Drag got this thang on lock and we about to change the game
[02:14.04]I'ma bring the rain,
[02:14.82]I'ma bring the pain
[02:15.57]I'ma bring the wood and the grain
[02:17.01]Get back with ya mother****ing five-dollar ass, huh, 'fore
[02:18.90]I make change [Chorus] 2
[02:20.13]X [Petey Pablo]
[02:42.54]Drag, I can't lean lean - this mother****ing track too hot
[02:44.79]This mother****er keep callin me, still can't believe it
[02:47.01]These mother****ers waited so long (mother****er, me neither)
[02:49.02]Should've been like
[02:49.65]I slid right but
[02:50.37]I bet you mother****ers were scared cause this mother****er start shootouts and club fights
[02:53.16]The mother****ing might jump off tonight
[02:54.63]I done seen the mother****er and this mother****er that
[02:56.70]I don't like (he gon' get it)
[02:58.14]Ju-ju-just just-just-just as soon as
[02:59.67]I fit him (he gon' get it)
[03:01.05]Simple-minded mother****ers shouldn't have been there
[03:03.21]They role is to kill him,
[03:04.50]Drag what's wrong with them? [Drag-On]
[03:05.61]They must be crazy and deranged
[03:07.41]Do I speak my ghetto slang, got a big chain
[03:09.18]They say that was bad but
[03:10.02]I'ma show you what this heavy metal bring
[03:11.34]That's how
[03:11.58]I settle things like
[03:12.48]What y'all want, what y'all want? (You mother****ers don't want none)
[03:15.48]Roll that blunt, smoke that blunt (You mother****ers stay in the pub)
[03:18.27]We gettin high, gettin by, me and
[03:20.25]Petey Pab'
[03:20.91]Connectin like, mother****er to a fly, clip to a gun, y'all clip better run
[03:23.79]Pick anyone got plenty of it, y'all mother****ers really don't want it
[03:26.76]That's a hit boy, y'all fittin to love it
[03:28.11]Feel this clip up in yo' stomach, uh [Chorus] 2
[04:11.34]X

Everybody everybody everybody everybody
We call it the dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty
Dirrty dirrty dirrty (Double R)
Double R Everybody everybody everybody everybody everybody everybody
And we call it the dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty
Dirrty dirrty dirrty,
Double R
Mother****ers let's get dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty
I'ma let my pump go early, from
Thrusday to
Thursday Eight o'clock in the morning
That's why we go out on a cop on my corner, yessuh
Gimme that
Lex', I'm gonna exit
So I can pull up outta here, we gone
Slow the mother****ing shit down now so
I can catch it
I'm gon' catch it, catch it, catch it
Play it to the band cause
Petey Pablo threw me a bone so
I could fetch it, fetch it
Me and Petey
Pablo make you follow
Put the gun in his mouth, make him swallow
Do a mother****er like,
Diallo I know
I'm warm but now it's time to get
WA-ARM! Now it's time to turn up, hurry up, y'all mother****ers best to be
GO-ONE! Left his head to be
LO-ONG! - from the first day
I was born
Pop guns like popcorn, s-s-stutter like
Y'all mother****ers ain't stabbing shit like a butter knife
That shit just don't cut right
On my block all we hear is
WOOP WOOP, mother****ers it's time to run
Grab your guns cause beef with me and
Petey P. hide your sons
Double-R mother****ers
Let me slow this mother****ing shit down before y'all make us spit rounds
Murder your block then skip town, mother****ers! 2
X This gon' be the anthem for the clubs (YEAH!) code of the thugs (YEAH!)
Repped it in the streets (YEAH!) loved in the slums (YEAH!)
Who am I? (A RUFF RYDER!)
Who am I? (MR. NORTH CAROLINA!)
So tired, these so-called drug thugs bust they gun niggaz
Mean mugged, supposed to be the toughest in the club niggaz
Watch out, mother****ers say somethin
I'll, I'll **** you up
Tie ya ass to the back of a pick-up truck and just leave, uh
You a waste of good slug
And I told the mother****ers
I'd get him, so what?
It ain't like you hot
It ain't like we got work, meet me at yo' block
It ain't like we won't come through and take any mother****ing thing you do got
We done had you a strong shower, one-five-one, no raw
I'm whoopin them drawers off, takin charge, play the bar
You dealin with the right one; if you want it, you sho' can get some
I ain't come to play,
Double-R told me to come up to
New York and
I came Drag-
On told me to write tonight and
God dammit we doin our thang
Dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty dirrty - whether you like it or not me and
Drag got this thang on lock and we about to change the game
I'ma bring the rain,
I'ma bring the pain
I'ma bring the wood and the grain
Get back with ya mother****ing five-dollar ass, huh, 'fore
I make change 2
X
Drag, I can't lean lean - this mother****ing track too hot
This mother****er keep callin me, still can't believe it
These mother****ers waited so long (mother****er, me neither)
Should've been like
I slid right but
I bet you mother****ers were scared cause this mother****er start shootouts and club fights
The mother****ing might jump off tonight
I done seen the mother****er and this mother****er that
I don't like (he gon' get it)
Ju-ju-just just-just-just as soon as
I fit him (he gon' get it)
Simple-minded mother****ers shouldn't have been there
They role is to kill him,
Drag what's wrong with them?
They must be crazy and deranged
Do I speak my ghetto slang, got a big chain
They say that was bad but
I'ma show you what this heavy metal bring
That's how
I settle things like
What y'all want, what y'all want? (You mother****ers don't want none)
Roll that blunt, smoke that blunt (You mother****ers stay in the pub)
We gettin high, gettin by, me and
Petey Pab'
Connectin like, mother****er to a fly, clip to a gun, y'all clip better run
Pick anyone got plenty of it, y'all mother****ers really don't want it
That's a hit boy, y'all fittin to love it
Feel this clip up in yo' stomach, uh 2
X