Tekst:
Down Dirty Boyz

nowhere to turn to (When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by) Could you tell me where you run to? (When the L.A.P.D. see you ridin' dirty, dirty, dirty

go, we can do it in your car, She said my pipe is meaner than a commoner road star Of course I wore a latex but first I made her taste it I went down

jacked Track Boyz where the stars at Have you got to the track like Tall Cat? But I'll never leave my hood derty If I fell, then the money got my hood dirty

ta pull ya fuckin' card My midwest niggas hard Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card And down south we set if off Blow ya fuckin' face off And down south

Slide down dat bitch a little bit then stop Get back on the floor catch yo balance then drop Now bring it back up clap yo ass like hands I just wanna see yo ass dirty

TO HARD TO BE IN THIS RAP SHIT IN DA STREETS ITS DA SAME TO THROWED UP IN THIS GAME TO TRUE TO MY HOOD IM TO DOWN TO GET DOWN SO LETS GET IT UNDERSTOOD

cracked i'm slapping so hard my windshield cracked my old b**ch joalous, put my tires on a ? Chorus Slim Thug: gon' show them boyz how we rollin' mane

the sexiest, sexist Bitch call me sexy, sex, sexy, sexist I see you hoes on TV glamorous models super celebrities Rolls-Royce fine wines and class You need to come down

its gone be Cash Money to send ya strait to hell Tick tock of the week hour, shit gettin sour,Imma kill U ya' fuckin coward I gets down and dirty from