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Ice T - Forced To Do Dirt Lyrics

  • Ice-t back in that ass
  • Return of the real
  • Mutha*****as fakin and frontin like they dont know what time it is
  • Niggas on the streets aint really got a mutha*****in choice
  • Mutha*****a
  • (so niggas is forced to do dirt) --> prodigy
  • Born hustler
  • I only run with real niggas who wear gold and jewels
  • Diamond rings, strapped with tools
  • I take no shorts cause I been in it for the long one, the strong one
  • Gotta tell the truth, yo, half my niggas is on the run
  • Street giant defiant to the laws
  • That the white man made, nigga
  • Thats why we play, nigga
  • A/k/a the street hustler from the westside
  • Too damn fly, too much finesse for the hoo ride
  • I rather take a mark off smooth
  • Cause the skilll of a hustler is to stick and move
  • And make you say: damn, whats his name?
  • Got to give a nigga props cause the kid got game
  • Mad game, fool, I base my hustle not on strength
  • But think, you say the liqor store, I say brinks
  • Cause my minds on the massive roll of the dice
  • The magnitude of my games insane, precise
  • So now youre mad cause I got money and you dont
  • The hustlers win, the busters wont
  • What can I say, you cant come out and play
  • With the real ones, dig this
  • Youll get broke with the quickness
  • I dont gamble, I cheat when its on
  • Two gs on the table, two in my palm
  • And if I spill up, I pull the nickel .25 strap
  • Then the place gets flat and then Im out the back
  • With my niggas and them 4s on thangs
  • And if I really wanna floss I flex my bentley wings
  • Damn, over your head, got a problem
  • Keepin lyrics down to earth so normal niggas can solve em
  • But the games extreme so quit your high beams
  • And increase the light, now can you see me, you might
  • If you ever been to jail or shot, sold rocks
  • Im talkin bout weight down like movin kis and pounds
  • But every nigga in the hood aint fly
  • Light-skinned or dark, theyre 90% marks
  • Straight vics and they got money to give
  • Then without em tell, me how the hell a hustler lives..
  • I got no love for a lame
  • I use my strategy from crack to rap, no shame
  • And now instead of cooking some kis
  • Im flippin million dollar ? ? ? call em wack mcs
  • But suckers got it twisted, they missed it
  • Wastin they life when yo, they mentally gifted
  • The streets aint the only *****in hustle in town
  • You gotta get in where you fit in, gotta stay way down
  • But a buster is a buster for life
  • He makes excuses why his ass aint pay
  • That shits played
  • Cash rules everything around me, kid
  • I hit a 50000 lick and never did no bid
  • Cause Im bent on a come-up and my shit stays tight
  • How many fake gangsta rappers will I hear tonight?
  • It dont matter cause the real dont care
  • You know ima gonna get mine, so ima let em get theirs
  • But I know in the heart whats true
  • So if you listen very closely, maybe you will too
  • My minds blown off armani suits
  • Pavet medaillons, [name] boots
  • Cristal and steak, shrimp big as your hand
  • I bought a silk robe and its from siam
  • This jams for the hoods and thugs
  • Pimps and hoes, the slingers of drugs
  • Hustlers and thieves, cons and crooks
  • Bookers and sharks, mutha***** the marks
  • Nigga

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