BigDaddytheKing's blog: "BigDaddytheKing"

This is the truth about Dirty Jersey
When this track blows up, you'll already heard of me

Cuz the game I spit is straight from the fuckin streets

I always stay runnin from the fuckin Heat

Throw your hands up and feel the fuckin beat

It's guaranteed to get you out your fuckin seat

 

Dirty Jersey is the place

Where it all goes down

Millions of fuckin parties

From sunrise to sundown

Pimps & Ho's getting drunk

From their poison of choice

Pimps debatin which pussy

Is more fuckin moist

Not because it's what

They fuckin want to do inside

They have to make a livin

And do what they have to do to survive

 

Most Pimps keep it real

And party all fuckin night

Not waiting for their lives

To catch a damn flight

Life happens so damn fast

We live and learn

Workin hard all fuckin day

Plenty of money to be earned

Hustlin constantly

To put a roof over the head

Racing in the streets

And burnin the tread

 

Then there's Pimps

That do they're own thing

Not wastin their time

On a overnight fling

They still hustle hard

To make their money

Not relying on

Gettin it from their honey

They make their money

By puttin up a fight

So they can sleep in their beds

Peacefully through the night

 

Now dependin on which

fuckin corner ya turn

There will be a place

Where moneys earned

Gangs in the street

 fuckin holdin their own

Makin moves

While talking on the phone

Bloods, Crips, & Latin Kings

Are the most common

Tellin their ho's

To keep their fuckin lip gloss poppin

 

Bloods wear Red

To pay respects to the dead

For all the fluid that has been shed

Crips wear Blue

Cuz they look to the sky to stay true

To bring peace to the new

Latin Kings wear Yellow

 Preach to stay mellow

And to love every fellow

If all 3 agreed to combine their beliefs

And learned that all is well

Then we would find that this world has fell

Into the beginning stages of Peace in hell

 

This is the truth about Dirty Jersey

When this track blows up, you'll already heard of me

Cuz the game I spit is straight from the fuckin streets

I always stay runnin from the fuckin Heat

Throw your hands up and feel the fuckin beat

It's guaranteed to get you out your fuckin seat
 

Traffic in every major city

Is fuckin expected

If you don't believe me

Then fuckin test it

From Newark to Jersey City

New Brunswick to Patterson

Trenton to Camden

Atlantic City to Cape May

You'll find yourself

Fuckin stuck there all day

 

The strip in A.C. is full of casinos

Straight out the movie starring Al Pacino

Gamble for as long

As your money fuckin allows you

Enjoy a lap dance

From a fuckin strip club or two

Go for a walk on the beach

Toes in the fuckin sand

Pocket full of rubbers

And a fuckin ass in the hand

 

Plenty of bars & clubs

To go and get your drink on

Plenty of Phat asses

To fuckin grind up on

The ho's out here

Are full of Jersey love

Just make sure

You're fuckin stocked wit a glove

We like to party

And enjoy life to the fullest

Knowing it's how

You get on God's VIP list

 

There are plenty of beaches

If that's where you want to chill

Cape Cod, Pt. Pleasant

Seaside, & Wildwood

All these places

Will provide a hell of a thrill

With boardwalks, games

Rides & stores

And if your want

You could even pick up some whores

 

 We even play host

To many different kind of franchises

Bringin home championships

Are both of our prizes

We have New York City

To the north

We have Philadelphia

To the west

When you combine everything

It's fuckin livin

At it's fuckin best

 

 This is the truth about Dirty Jersey

When this track blows up, you'll already heard of me

Cuz the game I spit is straight from the fuckin streets

I always stay runnin from the fuckin Heat

Throw your hands up and feel the fuckin beat

It's guaranteed to get you out your fuckin seat
This is the truth about Dirty Jersey