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Song Info
Genre
Charts
#96,908 in subgenre
Peak #272
Charts
Peak #555
Author
Dirty Harry, Parizz, Fat Fingaz
Rights
2002 Filthy Dirty/SwankLife Prod.
Uploaded
February 03, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
It’s a track about repesentin' tha 5-0-3 and just rippin' lyrics. (First Collabo Track).
Lyrics
Dirty Harry:
Spittin' venom representin' tha Northwest coast/
puttin' bitches on roast, and burn 'em like toast/
hittin' it up on whatever, endeavor/
lovin' Portland, lovin' rainy weather, so what's your pleasure?/
seems borders crossed, fools migratin' from California/
Cuzz, P.O.'s known to roll tha dank stankonia/
callin' P-Town a little L.A.?/
well fuck Kobe & Shaq, it's endo trails we blaze...
Parizz:
It's like nobody knows/
but there's nothin' but flowz/
comin' from tha outer world/
I'm from tha state where we puff like powder girls/
tha Northwest, ain't no Portland Maine/
give a fuck about a name, lyrics all-terrain...
Dirty:
Never refrain, but I restrain, pullin' hoes, mayne/
midnight drizzle creeper, better steer clear/
prepared attire, come strapped wit' rain gear/
out pullin' hustles, makin' ends meet/
layin' down verses like Ross Island concrete/
Dirty soakin' wet, Paris got tha umbrella/
comin' raw like meat distributin' salmonella...
"Rose City, a few haters//roll to tha Northside, lots of players//hit tha Southside, we instigators//so many flavors//have ya trailin' our vapors"
"Rose City, a few haters//roll to tha Northside, instigators//hit tha Southside, we all players//so many flavors//have ya trailin' our vapors"
Parizz:
We stay focused dustin' blunts is tha daily routine/
it ain't just a gimmick, it's how we really do things/
you step in our paths and watch tha lyrics rise/
anything else less would be uncivilized/
multiples moved away and couldn't stand tha rain/
tha way I see it, yo it's all in tha game/
we stay blazin' trails like Lewis & Clark/
you fuck wit' P. and Dirty Harry you get blown apart...
Dirty:
Don't be confused, fools down to ride/
untelevised criminalistic homicide/
committed daily, so watch your P's & Q's/
so don't get caught up in them fucked up county blues/
but we all parlay, sippin' Henny & Jim Beam/
callin' on all homeboys flippin' them triplebeams/
blazin' up blunts, puttin' weed on front/
antagonizin' my stunts, just to give ya what ya want...
"Rose City, a few haters//roll to tha Northside, lots of players//hit tha Southside, we instigators//so many flavors//have ya trailin' our vapors"
"Rose City, a few haters//roll to tha Northside, instigators//hit tha Southside, we all players//so many flavors//have ya trailin' our vapors"
Parizz:
Anyone can enter this shit, it's fair game/
but we drop lines like Arabs with airplanes/
there just too much info leakin' out your facet/
and too many skeletons peekin' out your closet/
it's plain to see, that you can't hold composure/
I think it's 'bout time for some Northwest exposure/
why y'all rushin' to tha mic...like Soviets?/
you talkin' 'bout tha real, but you ain't showin' shit/
tha money and tha bitches is all you glorify/
so I remain kickin' ass like that Chuck Norris guy...
Dirty:
Small city, roll tha strip end to end/
put tha town on loop, hittin' corners on bend/
Killingsworth to Foster, players congregate/
Gresham to St. Johns, we all affiliates/
hydroponics, carbon fans, we blaze hella/
and if we short on ends, we stick up bank tellers/
doin' dirty hustles to make ends meet/
and when we come up, we take our ass to tha swap meet/
tryin' to get our ass some new clothes and shit/
'cause ya know we tryin' to get head to toe fit...
