Dusted N Disgusted Lyrics

Dusted N Disgusted lyrics

Verse One: E-40 



I'm really not all that sure 

bout when
things is finna mature 

So let me find me a nigga with a grip 

and
hit his ass quick with one of them whoops 

(What's the definition of a
lick?) 

Taking a niggaz shit 

(Hey put that on sumthin) 

I
put that on The Click, The Click 

Back to fuckin work one of the homies
jus got dusted 

Time to do some dirt, uhh, I never trusted 

them
bustas shot him in the shirt, dead on arrival 

Now the town is funky,
it's called survival 

What y'all wanna do? They got us scuffled 

(bullet high, get in your eye) if this was a fifth well I be drunk 

I'm heated, them niggaz cheated, played me false 

We had em eatin,
shit 'posed to been squashed 

I noticed one killa on the double dribble
and set him up y'all 

She likes the Monie in the Middle, play tetherball


Thick ass bitch, high yellow city-slicker 

Scarecrow creepin
Southern bitches, aka Posie Pussyfictious 



Verse Two: Spice-1 



Nigga been holdin guts, but shit on hisself and a funky bill 

Pullin out bills, frontin on material shit 

that's when I get to
killin shit (killin shit) 

And settin 'im up and havin 'im catchin a
couple of slugs 

Sl-uh sl-uh slugs, trynta fuck with savage thug 

Pistol pop in they ass, see niggaz be gettin this twisted 

It's that
bitch that killed ya 

Took all your money peeled ya 

Seven niggaz
bust in the room with AK's 

while a nigga be puttin on his jimmy 

All of a sudden they shoot up your Vuitton 

before you can hit the
broccoli 

See money-a-made that nigga, that nigga didn't make that money


Left them niggaz jacked up, and the bitch she macked him 

He's a
busta, punk ass nigga, y'all know the streets 

That's