"Dirty Trini Niggaz"

Don't take me, For no cunt Homie, Aint no dummy Pull up on, Your block F*ck it, Catch a homi That's the, Sound Of big, Shirley Who got the, Last Laugh, You look silly Gang gang, What Nigga, What a pity I'm from the, Real jungle Lil' nigga, You ain't ready See your manns, In the crowd Acting like he, Fifty From the hood, Of Bang em Smurf homie, Know I'm trini I came to, Finish what he Started with a, Big semi Already spoke to, God in two Years know, I'm winning Grammies Poppa Smurf, Give the word So it's on, Ah go So ah made, Flip And came up, Off ah O Yeah you know, How ruthless This shit really, Gon go tho You should ask, Your manns fifty We might give'em, Fifty more We some dirty, Trini niggaz Nigga you, Ain't really know Yeah this Trini, Trap Music nigga Nigga, Bout to blow Click clack boom, Kick it down We running, Thru the door Know the vibes, You could smell Our presence, Every single show F*ck sativa, All I want Is indica, Just to blow Know I'm ludacris, Try to rob me Know, I'm throwing bows Move bitch, Ain't playing know I'm all about, My doe Scheming to the, Top f*ck them Niggaz know I'm, Cutting throats Climbing up the, Charts my nigga Nigga know been, We the G.O.A.T We gon change, The game like Gary Coleman with, A different stroke Ah was sent, To let Queens Know how, It's gon go Buck thirty, For a ball Ten fifty, For a O We got a, Lot of bodies But we don't, Feel 730 tho Yeah that's 38, A gram just Don't f*ck me, And my doe Yeah you know, How ruthless This shit really, Gon go tho You should ask, Your manns fifty We might give'em, Fifty more We some dirty, Trini niggaz Nigga you, Ain't really know Yeah this Trini, Trap Music nigga Nigga, Bout to blow Yeah you know, How ruthless This shit really, Gon go tho You should ask, Your manns fifty We might give'em, Fifty more We some dirty, Trini niggaz Nigga you, Ain't really know Yeah this Trini, Trap Music nigga Nigga, Bout to blow Everybody know, What time It is across, The city yo Even diddy, Started getting Curious about, The flow Jigga in the, Back Scoping me for, Rocka Fella tho Fifty chill, Know you got Runnings with my, Pplz bro Don't forget the, History Fifty come on, Let them know Think we dolie, On the low Know we cool, With Poppa smurf We was built, For this shit Since the day, We was birthed We gon ride, Till we die Till the day, We leave this earth Know I never, Been Gang But this earth, Is my turf Big up all, My trini gangster Niggaz all around, The world We gon stunt, Till they sick Come on tell, Them niggaz hurl Our demeanor, Make your hoes Start sweating, Out they curls Cause We got, A lot of diamonds We be covered, All in pearls From t&t, To N.Y We be f*ck'n, All they girls Every borough, We be swerving Them blocks, Getting doe All my niggaz, Hungry On the, Go Yeah you know, How ruthless This shit really, Gon go tho You should ask, Your manns fifty We might give'em, Fifty more We some dirty, Trini niggaz Nigga you, Ain't really know Yeah this Trini, Trap Music nigga Nigga, Bout to blow Yeah you know, How ruthless This shit really, Gon go tho You should ask, Your manns fifty We might give'em, Fifty more We some dirty, Trini niggaz Nigga you, Ain't really know Yeah this Trini, Trap Music nigga Nigga, Bout to blow