Talk Dirty to Em

[Intro]
Shifty, shifty
Shifty shifty shifty

[Verse 1]
Shifty, nifty
Rollin' down a freeway doin' a buck fifty, swiftly
I got my Uzi with me, just in case some shit be
They hate us niggas from the D-E-T
Especially off the E-A-S-T-S-I-D-E
Cheddar boy getting big money
Fuck rats, crush skulls with baseball bats
With nails in 'em, bust you in the knee caps
Break arms, bloody up your fat farm
Pluck every diamond out your record company charm
And hock it, the mic is like a kilo when I rock it
Them Detroit niggas big bank in his pocket
I clock it and knock it so hard that the bitches jock it
Fuck with me, I'm shooting off sky rockets
Packing pistols and pumps, so when it's time to pop it
You can call the cops, and they still can't stop it

[Spoken: Richard Pryor]
Cops put a hurting on your ass, man, you know
They really degrade you
White folks don't believe that shit
Don't beliеve cops degrade
"Ah, comе on, those beatings
Those people were resisting arrest!"

[Verse 2]
One two three four, ever heavenly
Helly Hellava, I'm slippin' out America
E-S-H to the A to the M
I'm deadly like a [?] watch me mental abuse them
Who's them niggas from Detroit yellin' NATAS?
My flames is the hottest, I sport a [?] (That's [?])
I sport a [?], (That's [?]) I sport a [?] (That's [?])
Why they spit trying to be like me?
The out coldest emcee from the D
(From where?) E-T-R-O-I-T

[Spoken: Richard Pryor]
An hour ago there was a robbery, nigga looks just like you

[Outro]
Grab your guns (And bust)
Grab your guns (Load 'em up and bust)
Grab your guns (And bust, load 'em up and bust, bust)
Grab your guns (And bust)
Grab your guns (Load 'em up and bust)
Grab your guns (And bust, bust, bust)

[Spoken: Richard Pryor]
Yeah, nigga, I got somethin' for yo ass
Got some advice
Better lay off that narcotic, nigga
That shit done made you null and void
I ain't lying, boy, what's wrong with you?
Why don't you straighten up, get a job?
Get a job? Motherfucker, you talkin' to the kid, baby