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da' dirty - field mob lyrics

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the filthy, nasty, durty, south
i represent albany gorillas, rock choppers and drug n-gg-s
we bust shots and slugs on hot blocks of thug n-gg-s
i’m done talkin’, i come walkin’, short stalkin’
if it’s beef i shine in the dark and i keep my gun sparkin’

well, it’s the durty, we young figgas plug rikkas
well, stunnin’, front with ya, we hunt and come hit ya
gizuh, now grab me and still might out run this
we gonna tell the towman and woman, tell ’em sure done this

they got me laughin’ and jokin’, crystal blastin’ and smokin’
mashin’ askin’ for action while they gaggin’ and chokin’
yeah, that’s real boy, them field boys be thug not
you best watch the field tonight, we step into the southern house

look for field gores in tight clothes, hair weave and micros
field boys we smoke by, freak by these bow-ties
quick rain the flip flop, gangstank in the zip-locks
b-tches need st-tches whinin’ b-tches with lip gloss

we filthy boy, we nasty boy, we durty
you beef with me, you be deceased, you heard me?
cottin’ pickers and rottin’ n-gg-s, we takin’ over
we field boys, we soldiers, representin’ georgia

it’s da durty, da durty, durty
(ha, what?)
da durty, boy it’s real in the field
it’s da durty, da durty, durty
(ha, what? heard me?)
the filthy, nasty, durty, south

it’s boondox like that low-down, nasty, filthy fella from the field
dedicated to southern housin’ and better make a meal
the southern way, no other way, there’s no better way to live
like sugar -ss hoes that squeal, white king easy but real

southern crunk but your station the bunk, while the b-ss in the trunk
while you blazin’ the gun and too durty ain’t no wastin’ his bong
representin’ the place where you from, the gritty, bidding player
suberbans on twenties player, swing at a grinning player

smoltin’ reds, foul heads, phase fours and glats
the watermelon, beer can and peaches we roll with that
want a visit well, the welcomers deader than door mat
wanna beef well, run your way, do it in ’bout four flat

better know that a contemplayer and show that
them field mob cats fill the off with toe tacks
if you can’t survive in the durty, player then go back
or run up a gorilla, gorillas that tow that

it’s da durty, da durty, durty
(ha, what?)
da durty, boy it’s real in the field
it’s da durty, da durty, durty
(ha, what? heard me?)
the filthy, nasty, durty, south

feel my foes from the field deep down in the south
smokin’ t-shirts and jeans, watch we go here and by
say durty, south
(durty south)

say durty, south
(durty south)
to my thugs from the field deep down in the south
real big guns and barred paper chasin’ for clock

say durty, south
(durty south)
say durty, south
(durty south)

get him off him boy, get him off him boy
get him off him boy, get him off him boy
(get him)
get him off him boy, get him off him boy

get him off him boy, get him off him boy
(get him)
get him off him boy, get him off him boy
get him off him boy, get him off him boy
(get him)

get him off him boy, get him off him boy
get him off him boy, get him off him boy
(get him)

it’s da durty, da durty, durty
(ha, what?)
da durty, boy it’s real in the field
it’s da durty, da durty, durty
(ha, what? heard me?)
the filthy, nasty, durty, south

it’s da durty, da durty, durty
(ha, what?)
da durty, boy it’s real in the field
it’s da durty, da durty, durty
(ha, what? heard me?)
the filthy, nasty, durty, south

it’s da durty, da durty, durty
(ha, what?)
da durty, boy it’s real in the field
it’s da durty, da durty, durty
(ha, what? heard me?)
the filthy, nasty, durty, south
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