Video Dirty Ft Maxo Kream de Cico P 2024 Rap Lyrics

Cico P - Dirty Ft Maxo Kream Lyrics

[Intro]
(Twysted Genius, baby)
(Al Geno on the track)

[Chorus: Cico P]
Dirty young nigga out them slums done got famous
Fuck the dirty cops out my hood, they can't tame us
Don't know what you heard about, I didn't do it, they try to blame us
Oh, they split lil' buddy cap like a banana, I don't blame 'em
I don't drink no soda 'less it's a dirty Fanta, pour that pint up
Shooters hit your block, they gon' spank somethin'
That don't make no damn sense, what happened, nigga? They left you stanked up
Try to play the big dog like no puppy, nigga, I got my rank up

[Verse 1: Cico P]
I been gettin' to the bands, I been boolin' it
And your lil' ho a fan, she be choosin' it
Better not get it twisted, nigga, on my mama, I'll really spank you
Dissin' on the 'net 'til he gеt touched, then watch how they framе us
Said they gang gang, bitch, I never heard of 'em
Better not play with the turtle, might burn one
Need to put down the cup, this the third one
Gotta buy you a couple, can't serve one
Can't finesse a nigga with gorillas, just watch how I send 'em
They can't get to you, they gon' get your partner, promise they gon' get him
Said he got sticks, better keep 'em with him
Hollow tips, .223s put him in a 'spital
[Chorus: Cico P]
Dirty young nigga out them slums done got famous
Fuck the dirty cops out my hood, they can't tame us
Don't know what you heard about, I didn't do it, they try to blame us
Oh, they split lil' buddy cap like a banana, I don't blame 'em
I don't drink no soda 'less it's a dirty Fanta, pour that pint up
Shooters hit your block, they gon' spank somethin'
That don't make no damn sense, what happened, nigga? They left you stanked up
Try to play the big dog like no puppy, nigga, I got my rank up

[Verse 2: Maxo Kream]
Young Crip nigga out the hood, I got my rank up
Mom did what she could, so we robbed and jugged, I had to take stuff
I went to jail and took some L's, caught my blessings 'cause I'm thankful
Playin' with them bales, send it through the mail, I got my bank up
AP watch, no Jacob, model bitch give face like makeup
She saddity, got her titties, double-D her from them A cups
Work that work just like a tricep, made millions off the mic deal
Oakland baby, trappin' KK every day, they just like Mike Epps

[Chorus: Cico P]
Dirty young nigga out them slums done got famous
Fuck the dirty cops out my hood, they can't tame us
Don't know what you heard about, I didn't do it, they try to blame us
Oh, they split lil' buddy cap like a banana, I don't blame 'em
I don't drink no soda 'less it's a dirty Fanta, pour that pint up
Shooters hit your block, they gon' spank somethin'
That don't make no damn sense, what happened, nigga? They left you stanked up
Try to play the big dog like no puppy, nigga, I got my rank up