Dirty Red - Stix

Why they got us living on the edge

Brothers dying from they colors, I’m just tryna get the bread

Same gun up in Iraq, same one under da bed

But forreal I ain’t lying I don’t know no Dirty Red

That brother man, climbing thru yo window

Hitting every block, Im gonna spit it with my fif flow

He done ran through swans, he done shot up the lanes

Village boys want’em, elm st want the same

Nigga, … he prolly stole that rock

, aye he hiding from the cops he’ll proally get you shot

Say goodnight, police used they chalk

The blocc be fucking hot, the hood straight out the wok

…aye I put that on my pro-wings, it don’t matter if you don’t bang

Nigga yo daddy dope slang, and whatever hood he selling that

Yo affiliation, jumped on or not, if you make it get to thanking

Selfie stick be doble barrels, wrong word’ll have you dead

Tell me whats the procedure, when a gun up at yo head

Same gun up in Iraq, same one under da bed

But forreal I ain’t lying I don’t know no Dirty Red

Trump just did a deal with the UAE

I bet you thinking what the fuck that got to do with me

The maker of bullets flying out in the middle east

Here, The same ones got us yelling out Rest in piece

Politics, who is Lockhead Martin

Oh he was married Gina, he best friend by Cole

Shit this world be cole Jermaine Keyshia and north pole

We done fucked off the polls, melania can get this pole

Vote for her, trigger finger fuck

In the cell you fucked in the wrong hood you fucked, we fucked

Bystander better run, less you catching

Bruce Leroy or its heaven, if pray for the prey is I pagan

We rob because the po low Ralph Lauren don’t know

My chaps competing its complex the hammers mark ecko

(rrrrrrrraaaaaaa) who cares it don’t matters

Where yo momma stay it matters, just put a hole through yo matter

Selfie stick be doble barrels, wrong word’ll have you dead

Tell me whats the procedure, when a gun up at yo head

Same gun up in Iraq, same one under da bed

But forreal I ain’t lying I don’t know no Dirty Red