Doin' Dirt Songtext / Lyric

[O.C.]

Yo, I'm in the Rover with my co-defendant, the club ended

Wolves posted out in front of the spot, I'm feelin vengeance in the air

Some kids had beef with last year

Hit my man 'cross the face with a bat now it's our tears

We caught one cat a month, Pryor lit fire to 'em

I kicked him in his dick, now his fuck game ruined

His ex-girl I'm screwin, disrespect all around the board

Homeboy, motherfuck you and yours



[Chorus: O.C.]

Doin dirt comes back ten times over

Watchin your back becomes a 9 to 5 to survive

Gettin drunk is a mistake, you gotta stay sober

Cause the, blink of an eye is all it takes to die






[O.C.]

Parked the Rover post outside the trunk, no idea

these the same kids from last year

I'm indecisive 'bout the baseball cats pulled low; for some reason

stomach had butterflies to leave but I didn't go

My dog said let's go chill by the exit

And watch the hoes come out, nah dawg, I'ma chill right here

Tryin to get a good look at these dudes

Yet the crowd was less than what I saw before, I play it cool

Get the keys from my co-D, hit the alarm

Played the driver's seat, turn on some tunes to stay calm

Lean my, skull on the headrest, heart pumpin inside of my chest

I'm wide open, no gun, no vest

Shoulda listened to the voice in my head, and told my man let's dip

A big commotion, somebody started some shit

Mouth dry from fear, unaware of homeboy and his peeps

was right behind me, creepin up from the rear



[Chorus] - 2X



[O.C.]

Niggaz approach from the blindside, tapped on the window

I was, smokin the indo, paranoid like a schizo

My eyes opened wide surprised, like I saw a ghost

Lookin down the barrel of toast, I sit froze

It was the kid we stomped out, with a devilish grin

From a year ago, back with his men, back for revenge

White flash, it smashed the window, hittin my chest in tempo

Ears ringin like a clash from a cymbal

Fightin to breathe, thinkin 'bout my girl and my seed

Slumped over like a parapleg', not promised to see

sunrise or my, son rise to manhood

Will he feel abandoned? FUCK

I tried fightin, people lookin in the car frightened

like I ain't gon' make it... damn...



(Never thought he'd come back like this, blastin)

(Like I said, it was funny like that in the ville sometimes)

(I had done too much to turn back)

(And I done too much to go on)

(My grandpa asked me one time, whether I care whether I live or die)

(Yeah I do, but now it's too late...)