Sunday At Dirty Diggs by Ty Farris Lyrics
[Intro: Ty Farris]
Dirty Diggs. Beautiful sunny day in California. Me and my man Eto in the building
[Verse 1: Ty Farris]
Uh
Where I'm from you could feel the danger
I'm immune to the goons liftin' bangers
A late payment might make you lick a razor
By any means get the paper
Gambled livin' for the fam and children
Handle business, make a million in abandoned buildings
The verse a blowtorch
Last week made 10k on a show horse
48 Laws of Power, I make the bold choice
I move different, since school skippin' made a few news clippings
Used to cruise with the goons with the tools liftin'
Hearts lose rhythm, fuck riffin', haters can visit God
My niggas live to rob, it happens if I give the nod
Made man, I play the war where the snakes dance
Strategize, the operation run smooth as a Phantom ride
You out of luck like the coats
So here's a rope for your throat
You know what to do next
You and the Grim Reaper can two-step
Slap a rapper for fun, and won't even lose rest
Dig your dirt in Detroit and probably move West
[Verse 2: Eto]
The whole enchilada [?] it's gettin' brutal
Look at how colder it got us
But if they spoke on my honor, they told you I'm solid
Since the corner store even sold coke to Muhammad
He used to have the juice, now we runnin' the stoops and avenues
Niggas be fezzin' police, we don't know who the blacks and blues are
Had to crack a few jars
Made it home safe, now I can take my mask and boots off
See how it play out, but I don't play house
Every day counts, huh
Your money ain't the same, different amounts
Act your age, stack the change, it'll pay out
I be coolin' at the range, couple K's out
Yo, they don't mention the honorable
Make it out of Hell's roof, Heaven is possible
If you knew the half
You'll never try a shooter who stabs
Do the math, nigga
[Outro]
Now all you whores sit down. I wanna talk to you. Anybody thinking about leaving here is gonna find my left foot square up your ass! Do you understand that? Shut up, you junkie whore! I'm talkin' to you! And those two bitches that left, they'd better learn to sell pussy in Iceland because if I ever see them again, I'm gonna cut their fuckin' throats!
Dirty Diggs. Beautiful sunny day in California. Me and my man Eto in the building
[Verse 1: Ty Farris]
Uh
Where I'm from you could feel the danger
I'm immune to the goons liftin' bangers
A late payment might make you lick a razor
By any means get the paper
Gambled livin' for the fam and children
Handle business, make a million in abandoned buildings
The verse a blowtorch
Last week made 10k on a show horse
48 Laws of Power, I make the bold choice
I move different, since school skippin' made a few news clippings
Used to cruise with the goons with the tools liftin'
Hearts lose rhythm, fuck riffin', haters can visit God
My niggas live to rob, it happens if I give the nod
Made man, I play the war where the snakes dance
Strategize, the operation run smooth as a Phantom ride
You out of luck like the coats
So here's a rope for your throat
You know what to do next
You and the Grim Reaper can two-step
Slap a rapper for fun, and won't even lose rest
Dig your dirt in Detroit and probably move West
[Verse 2: Eto]
The whole enchilada [?] it's gettin' brutal
Look at how colder it got us
But if they spoke on my honor, they told you I'm solid
Since the corner store even sold coke to Muhammad
He used to have the juice, now we runnin' the stoops and avenues
Niggas be fezzin' police, we don't know who the blacks and blues are
Had to crack a few jars
Made it home safe, now I can take my mask and boots off
See how it play out, but I don't play house
Every day counts, huh
Your money ain't the same, different amounts
Act your age, stack the change, it'll pay out
I be coolin' at the range, couple K's out
Yo, they don't mention the honorable
Make it out of Hell's roof, Heaven is possible
If you knew the half
You'll never try a shooter who stabs
Do the math, nigga
[Outro]
Now all you whores sit down. I wanna talk to you. Anybody thinking about leaving here is gonna find my left foot square up your ass! Do you understand that? Shut up, you junkie whore! I'm talkin' to you! And those two bitches that left, they'd better learn to sell pussy in Iceland because if I ever see them again, I'm gonna cut their fuckin' throats!