Listen to Do Dirt Alone (feat. Kevin Gates) by Rahli

Do Dirt Alone (feat. Kevin Gates)

Rahli

Hip-Hop/Rap

2,787 Shazams

Music Video

Rahli "Do Dirt Alone" (feat. Kevin Gates) [Official Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rahli
Rahli
Performer
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jorge Orellana
Jorge Orellana
Composer
Rodney Warner
Rodney Warner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DjKronicbeats
DjKronicbeats
Producer
Noe Corona
Noe Corona
Recording Engineer
Timon Adams
Timon Adams
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Uh CSI and law enforcements on the scene (Woop, woop) Way too many chopper shells got picked up off the streets Do dirt alone so only I can tell on me They said only way the doctors could tell who it was by teeth CSI and laws enforcement on the scene (Woop, woop) Way too many chopper shells got picked up off the streets Do dirt alone so only I can tell on me They said only way the doctors could tell who it was by teeth We ducked off we at the crib watching the news We just laying back tryna see which goofy we done blew And no this thumpa that I'm toting not thе one I used Put the Draco up cuz that bitch hot just lеt it cool (This shit) might have you more than nodding Sally Su White girl whip it, we be living life just wonderful Take one of ours me and my guys got dirt to do ARs and Macs just big ol' straps when we come through My lil homie just hit me he said that He see yellow tape out there all on they set shit I'm already hip that somebody got hit I just wanna know who done got stretched I just got a good pack of that Zaza And I wanna know who I'm rolling up next They said they can't even tell who it is He got hit all at the top of his neck Uh CSI and laws enforcement on the scene (Woop, woop) Way too many chopper shells got picked up off the streets Do dirt alone so only I can tell on me They said only way the doctors could tell who it was by teeth What are you doing? Salute to my troops and at ease to my soldiers controlling the block Holding it down Stand in the trap with the soda they throwing that dope in the pot Give a command my lieutenant gon' stand If they get in a jam, they don't open they mouth Mama there go that man Say why is you playing I got too many bands I got blood on the house I could walk in my crib I could open a safe I could take out 100, put that on your face Say you got a big nose like the front of a train Turn you into a stain, I could get your shit changed If you don't want your brain, I could get that arranged Pour up a pint in the back of a range I did some luger a ton of them thangs I'm feeling asleep I forgot what I'm sayin' Shake back Please don't let a nigga shake back Did it with the smitty you gon' have to take that Strap like a car seat Right where the waist at I can see your heartbeat where your game face at You pussy niggas ain't scaring nobody I'm in Virginia controlling narcotics Warehouse a movie, it's full of exotics I tap on a hip put a whole in yo body CSI and laws enforcement on the scene (Woop, woop) Way too many chopper shells got picked up off the streets Do dirt alone so only I can tell on me They said only way the doctors could tell who it was by teeth CSI and laws enforcement on the scene (Woop, woop) Way too many chopper shells got picked up off the streets Do dirt alone so only I can tell on me They said only way the doctors could tell who it was by teeth
Writer(s): Jorge Orellana, Rodney Warner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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