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Dirty Game Video (MV)




Performed By: Slime Taiydoe
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Marlon Taite




Slime Taiydoe - Dirty Game Lyrics




Ayy, Zion
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
B-Noize in his bag, ayy
Can't lie, tru story for sure, like, yeah

Like, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The streets a dirty game
Feel like I'm standin' in the eye a hurricane
Still pourin' all this lean inside my lemonade

Sometimes you gotta appreciate the past
To see how far you came
Ridin' this fye, I'll burn them all before I feel the flame

The streets a dirty game
Feel like I'm standin' in the eye a hurricane
Still pourin' all this lean inside my lemonade

Sometimes you gotta appreciate the past
To see how far you came
Ridin' this fye, I'll burn them all before I feel the flame

I come from food stamps and pallets, baby
Way in Section 8, the way they trade on me
When I got some bucks, it got me feelin' like Dame

And granny, told me you always see the sunshine through the rain
Feel like I'm standin' in eye of the hurricane
The streets a dirty game
It's a dirty game, yeah, yeah

It's a dirty game
The streets a dirty game, yeah, yeah
It's a dirty game
The streets a dirty game, yeah, yeah

It's a dirty game
I feel like I'm standin' in eye of hurricane
The streets a dirty game

Long live Kevin, the Odawg to the city, just know I'm Cain

Under oath until I die, I made a vow, I never change
Got OG status inside the hood, even though I went against the grain
They don't like I got pull on every side of town
Cause they really respect his name

Better cut him off before he tell he ain't cut like that, he a little too tame
What you know bout puttin' that fye on a nigga you love
I swear that feelin' strange
What you know bout beef with niggas who police

All that actin' shit be lame
What you know bout the judge label you a menace
They tryin' to give you all the blame
What you know bout havin' to clean your face inside a dirty game

What's up with all these niggas fakin' like they from the hood that they claim
What you know bout ridin' 3 deep with a hunnid shot
Poppin' out all black, shit make you feel like you Bruce Wayne
And they call him a slime cause he the big cut the way he bleed

So he don't need no band-aids
And I just bought a brand new whip Akuta Kente
Lil' mama wanna kick it, yeah, baby, like a sensei
F*ck all that slut shit, drop a lo or some and get your rent paid

The streets a dirty game
Feel like I'm standin' in the eye a hurricane
Still pourin' all this lean inside my lemonade

Sometimes you gotta appreciate the past
To see how far you came
Ridin' this fye, I'll burn them all before I feel the flame

The streets a dirty game
Feel like I'm standin' in the eye a hurricane
Still pourin' all this lean inside my lemonade

Sometimes you gotta appreciate the past
To see how far you came
Ridin' this fye, I'll burn them all before I feel the flame

I come from food stamps and pallets, baby
Way in Section 8, the way they trade on me
When I got some bucks, it got me feelin' like Dame

And granny, told me you always see the sunshine through the rain
Feel like I'm standin' in eye of the hurricane
The streets a dirty game
It's a dirty game, yeah, yeah

It's a dirty game
The streets a dirty game, yeah, yeah
It's a dirty game
The streets a dirty game, yeah, yeah

It's a dirty game
I feel like I'm standin' in the eye of hurricane
The streets a dirty game
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Ayy, Zion
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
B-Noize in his bag, ayy
Can't lie, tru story for sure, like, yeah

Like, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The streets a dirty game
Feel like I'm standin' in the eye a hurricane
Still pourin' all this lean inside my lemonade

Sometimes you gotta appreciate the past
To see how far you came
Ridin' this fye, I'll burn them all before I feel the flame

The streets a dirty game
Feel like I'm standin' in the eye a hurricane
Still pourin' all this lean inside my lemonade

Sometimes you gotta appreciate the past
To see how far you came
Ridin' this fye, I'll burn them all before I feel the flame

I come from food stamps and pallets, baby
Way in Section 8, the way they trade on me
When I got some bucks, it got me feelin' like Dame

And granny, told me you always see the sunshine through the rain
Feel like I'm standin' in eye of the hurricane
The streets a dirty game
It's a dirty game, yeah, yeah

It's a dirty game
The streets a dirty game, yeah, yeah
It's a dirty game
The streets a dirty game, yeah, yeah

It's a dirty game
I feel like I'm standin' in eye of hurricane
The streets a dirty game

Long live Kevin, the Odawg to the city, just know I'm Cain

Under oath until I die, I made a vow, I never change
Got OG status inside the hood, even though I went against the grain
They don't like I got pull on every side of town
Cause they really respect his name

Better cut him off before he tell he ain't cut like that, he a little too tame
What you know bout puttin' that fye on a nigga you love
I swear that feelin' strange
What you know bout beef with niggas who police

All that actin' shit be lame
What you know bout the judge label you a menace
They tryin' to give you all the blame
What you know bout havin' to clean your face inside a dirty game

What's up with all these niggas fakin' like they from the hood that they claim
What you know bout ridin' 3 deep with a hunnid shot
Poppin' out all black, shit make you feel like you Bruce Wayne
And they call him a slime cause he the big cut the way he bleed

So he don't need no band-aids
And I just bought a brand new whip Akuta Kente
Lil' mama wanna kick it, yeah, baby, like a sensei
F*ck all that slut shit, drop a lo or some and get your rent paid

The streets a dirty game
Feel like I'm standin' in the eye a hurricane
Still pourin' all this lean inside my lemonade

Sometimes you gotta appreciate the past
To see how far you came
Ridin' this fye, I'll burn them all before I feel the flame

The streets a dirty game
Feel like I'm standin' in the eye a hurricane
Still pourin' all this lean inside my lemonade

Sometimes you gotta appreciate the past
To see how far you came
Ridin' this fye, I'll burn them all before I feel the flame

I come from food stamps and pallets, baby
Way in Section 8, the way they trade on me
When I got some bucks, it got me feelin' like Dame

And granny, told me you always see the sunshine through the rain
Feel like I'm standin' in eye of the hurricane
The streets a dirty game
It's a dirty game, yeah, yeah

It's a dirty game
The streets a dirty game, yeah, yeah
It's a dirty game
The streets a dirty game, yeah, yeah

It's a dirty game
I feel like I'm standin' in the eye of hurricane
The streets a dirty game
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Writer: Marlon Taite
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