Rapper Big Pooh Lyrics - Dusty lyrics

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[O-Dash:]
They say Hip Hops dead, well I can resuscitate
We getting bread homeboy, you better get a plate
Then we so controversial, starting to sound commercial
Thought talking moneys universal

[Rapper Big Pooh:]
They say Im young, black and angry, niggas cant tame me
Never had a habit doing shit that ashamed me
Say I gotta change be, careful what you ask for
You dont want it with a nigga when he come through that door

[O-Dash:]
Pooh come with it, shit Im coming with the fo-fo
All glow like a fiend, eyes at the corner sto
Looking for snow in the middle of August
Diamond in the rough boy, spitting that flawless
Never been a coach, still running with ballers

[Rapper Big Pooh:]
You know Im a bar spit, PSA what you call us
Beat kinda grainy, Rapper Pooh spit heartless
Land of the dead where these niggas run lawless, uh

[Chorus:]
You know we tell it like it is right?
Talk shit till these pussy nigga s wanna fight
Sleep days, making moves under moonlight
[Notorious B.I.G.:] Niggas mad because I know that cash rules
Yeah, you know we tell it like it is right?
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Talk shit till these pussy niggas wanna fight
Sleep days, making moves under moonlight
HOJ is the crew right?

[O-Dash:]
This aint just hype, two niggas with mics
Gun talk, off safety, we aint too pussy to fight

[Rapper Big Pooh:]
Aiyyo you muhfuckin right, I dont claim to be
Cause I am who I am, pretty soon you gon see

[O-Dash:]
Guess it is what it is then, we can shoot the five
Been deprived so long, just lucky to be alive
Wont be survived by our wife and sons

[Rapper Big Pooh:]
They know I wont be removed from the space till Im done
The undisputed one, pound for pound, second round
They say third times a charm, Im liking how it sound

[O-Dash:]
Haters wipe me down from my fitted to my shoesBeen paying my dues, brud check the interviews

[Rapper Big Pooh:]
Cause Im on, niggas I keep being on the cusp
Been blazing trails, been leaving dust

[O-Dash:]
Now we on the road to riches and finer things
Foreign cars, pulling stacks out our jeans like bling