The Dirty Version

[Guru]<br>Turn it up..<br><br>[DJ Premier scratches]<br>"Pack ya whole crew"<br>"I bring it to ya live" "One hundred percent"<br>"I bring it to ya live" "Pack ya whole crew"<br>"I bring it to ya live"<br><br>[Verse One: Guru]<br>Yo, excuse you for not knowing, we always been spot blowin<br>You kick rhymes, but you`re not flowing<br>You think you shine, you`re not glowing<br>Where we`re headed you`re NOT going<br>Tell your girl she needs to stop hoein<br>Heard she got caught showing, her naked ass for no cash<br>Loves to blow dick, word to Rick, she`s low-class<br>But getting back to you, you ain`t macking dude<br>With ya cellophane game, you can catch a smack too<br>With ya fake eye smug, you ain`t a thug, fuck ya attitude<br>Best show the Guru and his Fam some gratitude<br>You mad at me, I`m mad at you<br>You hate on me, I laugh at you<br>I`m warning dog, on it, tell my homeboys to clap at you<br>Niggaz tried to murder me for a wristwatch<br>Rap shit ain`t no comedy, word to Chris Rock<br>Niggaz`ll stair like queers for years<br>`Cause when I spit tight, you get rocked<br>Word to Jimi Hendrix, it`s weed scented<br><br>[Hook: Party Arty]<br>It`s so dirty they can`t believe that we did it<br>It`s weed scented, get the dutch and put some trees in it<br>Pack a shorty at the bar then leave with it<br>Spit a verse, pass the mic..<br><br>[Verse Two: O.C.]<br>.. yo, let me hit it<br>I got the beat like a dutch, fill it with something sticky<br>Perceed gettin bend at the same time getting busy<br>Chocolate flows, spark the dro, Mary Jane make the eyes low<br>Cheech and Chong, hit the bong, many colors `spond with phenomenon<br>Shit is G.D.: A.G., Party and D-Flow the don<br>Nigga it`s on we `bout to form, in the form of a storm<br>It`s big toys rock laciers and pop Dom<br>Dough or die, drink Henri, puff on tie<br>I`m too pulled for some heads like dust mixed with lye<br>O.C., I`ll be M.V.P. so envy me<br>This verse here is better than ya whole CD<br>Respond to it, anybody I`m begging y`all could do it<br>I smash any [???] that wanna get stupid<br>Fuck y`all think this is, this ain`t no game<br>It goes without saying, niggaz KNOW my name<br><br>[Hook: Party Arty]<br>Uhh, it`s so dirty they can`t believe that we did it<br>It`s weed scented, get the dutch and put some trees in it<br>Pack a shorty at the bar then leave with it<br>Spit a verse, pass the mic..<br><br>[Verse Three: A.G.]<br>.. and let me hit it!<br>It`s A.G., still breathin, still in here eatin<br>Deal on the table, millionaires by the weekend<br>Playdoh with my wip, you watch, like Seiko when I kick<br>Like Kaydo, and stay low when I spit<br>No whip? Hit the train<br>No hits? You get the blame<br>Gotta go bitch, suckin no dick you get the same<br>I get dirty in the Benz Galendo wagon<br>Stack ends heavy with friends, and we packin<br>Get rid of me, you gotta send me packin<br>I`ma empty to the last one, and each line is heavy as the last one<br>I can`t believe that wack shit is hot to them<br>The truck stop ya oxygen, spit twenty I spot ya ten<br>Got most askin how they last this long<br>Gotta show you on the video to see where ya ass went wrong<br>Raw and `em, bet Flex and Clue and `em blast this song<br>Roll the ganja up, light it and pass it along<br>It`s A.G. and sheishty niggaz ain`t permitted around me<br>I don`t even like these niggaz haters get from around me<br>Tracks is fat, soon as I hear this said I`ma murder this<br>Chick try to flow with thise, I`ma hurt the bitch<br>Dump the body in Malali like Sam Berkowicz<br>For one fifty-fifth in Courtland, offic` in Boston, we spit it often<br><br>[Hook: Party Arty]<br>Uhh, it`s so dirty they can`t believe that we did it<br>It`s weed scented, get the dutch and put some trees in it<br>Pack a shorty at the bar then leave with it<br>Spit a verse, pass the mic..<br><br>[Guru]<br>.. and let ME hit it..