Hands Dirty by King De$ Lyrics
[Hook]
[King De$ First Verse]
You talking that dope, I'm talking that money
100 racks in that slope, bad bitches keep running
You don't fuck with my dope, these bitches keep coming
Home-run when I bat out, when I jump out, niggas coming
Jump over the fences, Jordan talking tenses
Niggas talking hundreds, my niggas talking millions
Stacked up in that ceiling, bad bitch in my ceiling
10 shots in his ceiling, call that penicillin
All my bad bitches keep riding, Yall niggas keep on snitching.
My bitches keep on talking.
That 9 on my waist, tucked in, when I tuck in
Come in, when I run in
Hit shots, when I hit yall, yall niggas on that drummond.
Drama, keep one in. Yall niggas keep talking.
Top nigga, number one thing. Bad bitches that hot thing.
Yall niggas keep talking, Givenchy that i wear, Dolphins, dolphins the shark on I'm here
Is it our fault we dope tied?
Is it my fault that, that dope right ?
Don't be mad that I sold mine
100 g's, that ain't no cheap ride
Money talks, listen to this knowledge when I spend mine
I'm dope tied, You talking get that shot nigga you ain't right
It's my time, I been right. Hustling, that chopper out in late nights.
[Hook]
[King De$ Second Verse]
Only I could tell you if the king has risen.
Have your whole life shown on television. Showing off for your hoes
You really don't got nothing except for the hoes that you own
I toke em all so in other words you broke
Mama always told me chase after your dreams.
In a year, I'll be making millions from my dreams
All the people hating, take a seat and watch me win
Choppers out
If you scared nigga, take the other route
Make ya life disappear, David Copperfield is back
Don't even try to bet a 100 racks
Inspired from the gods
Fathered to the cause
Broken all them laws
Now we outlaws.
We just chilling abroad, with couple bad bitches on our draws
Yeah, you can't touch me
You can't touch us, don't doubt me
Racing in this fast life.
Niggas wanna live twice
Making my money, you looking like the price tag
Win mine, we get fly
We get that, we never die
This is all you want and more
All these lost souls, it's time to mourn
[Hook]
[King De$ First Verse]
You talking that dope, I'm talking that money
100 racks in that slope, bad bitches keep running
You don't fuck with my dope, these bitches keep coming
Home-run when I bat out, when I jump out, niggas coming
Jump over the fences, Jordan talking tenses
Niggas talking hundreds, my niggas talking millions
Stacked up in that ceiling, bad bitch in my ceiling
10 shots in his ceiling, call that penicillin
All my bad bitches keep riding, Yall niggas keep on snitching.
My bitches keep on talking.
That 9 on my waist, tucked in, when I tuck in
Come in, when I run in
Hit shots, when I hit yall, yall niggas on that drummond.
Drama, keep one in. Yall niggas keep talking.
Top nigga, number one thing. Bad bitches that hot thing.
Yall niggas keep talking, Givenchy that i wear, Dolphins, dolphins the shark on I'm here
Is it our fault we dope tied?
Is it my fault that, that dope right ?
Don't be mad that I sold mine
100 g's, that ain't no cheap ride
Money talks, listen to this knowledge when I spend mine
I'm dope tied, You talking get that shot nigga you ain't right
It's my time, I been right. Hustling, that chopper out in late nights.
[Hook]
[King De$ Second Verse]
Only I could tell you if the king has risen.
Have your whole life shown on television. Showing off for your hoes
You really don't got nothing except for the hoes that you own
I toke em all so in other words you broke
Mama always told me chase after your dreams.
In a year, I'll be making millions from my dreams
All the people hating, take a seat and watch me win
Choppers out
If you scared nigga, take the other route
Make ya life disappear, David Copperfield is back
Don't even try to bet a 100 racks
Inspired from the gods
Fathered to the cause
Broken all them laws
Now we outlaws.
We just chilling abroad, with couple bad bitches on our draws
Yeah, you can't touch me
You can't touch us, don't doubt me
Racing in this fast life.
Niggas wanna live twice
Making my money, you looking like the price tag
Win mine, we get fly
We get that, we never die
This is all you want and more
All these lost souls, it's time to mourn
[Hook]