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san quinn - tha filthy كلمات أغنية

[intro: san quinn]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
mob with me, mob with me
mob with me, mob with me
for the nine six, me and p.a.g
we finna do this here sh_t
so, blow your blunt, get your zags and your heen
do it like this!

[verse 1: p.a.g.]
i be filthiest than the next
when i flex i gets down and dirty with the best
when they wants to test
a player from the filthy waters, so don’t bother
drop you like some leaves with no weeds like it’s autumn
not hysterical when i’m off the dandy oh
never ever lovin’ ho’s, all about my cash flow
recognize game, this is fact not fiction
the definition of my clique this some legalized pimpin’
too took, best to look when i’m off the dank and gin
takin’ mo to the chin, i turn around and grin
laugh in your face ’cause you’s a mark at this
and jealousy is what makes you pimp hate this sh_t
the paper chase ceo, top notch we flow
steadily gets low, straight up out the mizzoe
hizzos wanna be down but i’m always found
gold diggin’ wagues tryna catch riches
best to back on up or get caught in the womb
’cause the two that i use are the tools that get you schooled
you’s a nuisance above the boo, that’s what i see
but you’ll never ever win, p.a.g. from the m_o_e
paper chase is on my mind every time move my eyes
into my pockets that i empty i gots to say bye
ain’t no player hater mane, i gots to get my fetti
you wonder why it’s like that? it’s just the filthy up in me
[interlude]
yeah, baby this fillmoe sh_t
we gon’ let it knock and we gon’ let it bump
keep it mobbin the chasers
these real get low players
f_ck all you fakers, yeah

[verse 2: san quinn]
fish are off the fiddler, rhymer not a riddler
vocally i be k!llin’ ya, tec rhyme, not a dillinger
use to abuse your rank conducting corruption
any interruption of my discussions resultin’
in random smashin’, you must be blinded
with no vision, now you have collided
into a face off, came soft, mind sauce
call me chili from the moe filthy
exhibiting freestyle precision meanwhile you listen close
to the dope that i somehow wrote
quote or remark and we can spark the flame
said i set your ass on fire burn you right out the game
you can hang if i let ya, but i prefer stretcher
catch you then deliver lyrics that make you shiver
b_tch n_ggas get no love, ho’s either
no favoritism, only rhythm to be served
nouns and these verbs
[outro: san quinn]
yeah, baby, it’s goin’ down in the moe town
you didn’t know? the filthy up in me
what? it’s the filthy up in me, n_gga
for the nine six to the year 2000
all through the millennium years you understand me?
it is the get low playas
one love to the 211 gamblaz
my young homies sky, devo and tel
y’all better watch out
we on the comin’ baby
me and p.a.g. the filthy up in me, in me
one love to suga woo’s, the c.d. players
yeah, boo and sel, get your mail
let’s bounce out this biatch

- san quinn

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