Dirty Luv

I`m down to die for my nigga, `cause there`s just that much love<br>I`m down to smoke with my nigga, `til there ain`t no more bud<br>I`m willin` to kill for my nigga, when he`s in need of slugs<br>It`s `til the end with my nigga, screamin` out "dirty thugs"<br>Now that some deep shit<br>Well fuck it that`s my folk for life<br>And I`m gon` ride for that nigga, whether morning or night<br>And that`s aight, `cus I know he`d do the same for me<br>It`s twelve o`clock midnight and he bringin` heat to the streets<br>Kept me on my feet<br>And introduced the nigga to the game<br>Gave me my first sack of rocks, to blow them rock monster`s brains<br>And shit didn`t change `cus my nigga said we`ll ball forever<br>And when we hit the industry, we gon` sell a million records<br>Yes sir, that`s why I`m down for my nigga like that<br>And if you hear my nigga`s shit<br>I`ll take two bullets in my back and that`s a fact<br>`Cus I guess it`s just in our blood<br>Nigga, we folks to the heart but our relation is cus`, nigga what<br>So fuck a hatin` bitch and what they done said<br>`Cus we gon` always stick together and be all about our bread<br>Fuck them feds<br>My nigga, we gon` get it anyways<br>Whether it`s throwin` down on niggaz<br>Takin` they Tommy and they J`s<br>And we stay blazed and plus I`m always down for action<br>`Cus if we see them fuck niggaz, you best believe we blastin`<br>And freakin` different hoes every week<br>Ain`t this a shame the game we got, makin` bitches fall to our feet (Haha)<br>Outlast `em all `til we dead and gone<br>I know one thing they gon` remeber that clique Dirty from here on<br>So gon` and cry, and wipe them tears from your eye<br>`Cus if I die before you I`ma keep it live in the sky<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Now we gon` ride `til the day we die<br>Them Dirty Boys showin` the love, that you other thugs ain`t got<br>We gon` ride `til the day we die<br>Them Dirty Boys showin` the love, that you other thugs ain`t got<br>We gon` ride `til the day we die<br>Them Dirty Boys showin` the love, that you other thugs ain`t got<br>We gon` ride `til the day we die<br>Them Dirty Boys showin` the love, that you other thugs ain`t got<br><br>Now ain`t nobody on this earth that can keep us apart<br>The only nigga worth me creepin` in the dark, that`s my cousin<br>This ain`t the same blood no lie<br>I got love for ya boy to take another man`s life<br>Through out this song I`ma tell you how I feel inside<br>I never know when I`m gon` die so I`ma tell you right now<br>I love you like a brother, you know that, I mean it with my heart<br>I know you down for me, you showed that, when times got hard<br>I damn near raised ya, takin` you from a boy to a man<br>We on the corner runnin from the tough streets, rocks in our hand<br>And when it was over, shit we just laughed and got high<br>And talked about them bitches we fucked and the ones that we tried<br>And I ain`t lyin` my nigga you smilin` `cus you know it`s the truth<br>Most of the hoes I ran through hell you fucked too<br>And you was there for me when I got my first piece of ass<br>And you was there for me when I smoked my first reefer sack<br>And you was there for me when I creeped them D`s off them `Lacs<br>And you was there for me when I robbed my first ki` of crack<br>So when I die, everything I got belong to you<br>Make sure when I die, them niggaz you run with be true to you<br>I take the first one back I mean that, but it be with some love<br>But when I die you can have everything except my gurl<br>And when I die make sure you keep up the love for the dope<br>And when I die remember to minimize your love for a hoe<br>And when I die remember when cookin` coke let it bubble up slow<br>And promise me the fuckers who killed me ain`t be breathin` no mo`<br>And when I die keep two glocks cocked on your side at all times<br>G`s a G don`t be ashamed to serve a gun for dime<br>Look out for my mama!<br>And promise to keep my sister in line<br>You represent Big Pimp on every verse in your rhyme<br>And when I die put a fifth of Thunderbird off in my casket<br>When I die sneak a pound of killa herb off in my casket<br>When I die loaded cocked two 45`s off in my casket<br>That way when I get to hell I can have something to blast with<br>When I die be sure to keep respectin` your mom<br>And when I die make sure no man bring our family no harm<br>And when I die be sure to cherish every word in this song<br>Because I promise you, if I ain`t mean it, I wouldn`ta wrote none<br>Before I die I wanna thank the Lord for Mr. G<br>But if he take you first, shit I`ll blow my brains in the street<br>(now that`s deep)<br><br>[Chorus]