Dusted
Deep Dish Yoshiesque Vol. 2 Lyrics

I'm really not all that sure
I'm uncertain about the current situation

bout when things is finna mature
about when things will progress and develop

So let me find me a nigga with a grip
So let me find someone with money

and hit his ass quick with one of them whoops
and deceive him quickly with a scheme

(What's the definition of a lick?)
(What does it mean to rob someone?)

Taking a niggaz shit
Stealing someone's belongings

(Hey put that on sumthin)
(Hey, I swear by something important)

I put that on The Click, The Click
I swear on The Click, The Click (a rap group)

Back to fuckin work one of the homies jus got dusted
Returning to work because one of our friends was killed

Time to do some dirt, uhh, I never trusted
Time to engage in illegal activities, I never trusted anyone

them bustas shot him in the shirt, dead on arrival
those attackers shot him in the chest and killed him immediately

Now the town is funky, it's called survival
Now the town is dangerous, and we must survive

What y'all wanna do? They got us scuffled
What do you all want to do? They have us fighting

(bullet high, get in your eye) if this was a fifth well I be drunk
(bullet high, can get in your eye) if this situation was more straightforward/understandable, I would be less stressed

I'm heated, them niggaz cheated, played me false
I'm angry, those guys tricked me and betrayed my trust

We had em eatin, shit 'posed to been squashed
We had them believing false information, the conflict was supposed to be resolved

I noticed one killa on the double dribble and set him up y'all
I observed one skilled killer while playing basketball and planned to trap him

She likes the Monie in the Middle, play tetherball
She enjoys being the center of attention, plays a game called tetherball

Thick ass bitch, high yellow city-slicker
A curvy woman with light skin who is from the city

Scarecrow creepin Southern bitches, aka Posie Pussyfictious
A man who sneaks up on women from the South, also known as Posie Pussyfictious

Nigga been holdin guts, but shit on hisself and a funky bill
A man has been hiding his fear, but he panicked and lost control

Pullin out bills, frontin on material shit
Showing off money and material possessions

that's when I get to killin shit (killin shit)
That's when I start causing harm

And settin 'im up and havin 'im catchin a couple of slugs
And setting him up to get shot multiple times

Sl-uh sl-uh slugs, trynta fuck with savage thug
Gunshots, trying to mess with a dangerous gangster

Pistol pop in they ass, see niggaz be gettin this twisted
Gunshots in their direction, some people misunderstand this

It's that bitch that killed ya
It's that woman who caused your death

Took all your money peeled ya
Took all your money, left you broke

Seven niggaz bust in the room with AK's
Seven men burst into the room carrying AK-47 rifles

while a nigga be puttin on his jimmy
while a man is putting on his condom

All of a sudden they shoot up your Vuitton
Suddenly, they shoot and damage your expensive Vuitton bag

before you can hit the broccoli
before you can smoke marijuana

See money-a-made that nigga, that nigga didn't make that money
The money influenced that man, he didn't earn it himself

Left them niggaz jacked up, and the bitch she macked him
Left those men confused and embarrassed, and the woman conned him

He's a busta, punk ass nigga, y'all know the streets
He's a loser, weak man, you all know how the streets are

That's why that nigga naked layin dead in between some bloody sheets
That's why he's dead, laying naked between bloodied sheets

It's just a part of the game he didn't feel
It's just a consequence of the lifestyle he was involved in that he didn't anticipate

Bitches will kill, fuck a nigga, out his last d-uh dollar bill
Women will murder, sleep with a man for his last dollar bill

You don't know that hoe main that bitch can't be trusted
You don't know that woman, man, she can't be relied upon

Dusted and di-motherfuckin-sgusted
Deceived and greatly disappointed

Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted
Returning to work because one of our friends was killed

Whacha'll wanna do, whacha'll wanna do
What do you all want to do?

Cold hearted bitches
Emotionless and cruel women

Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted
Returning to work because one of our friends was killed

Whacha'll wanna do, I never trusted them bustas
What do you all want to do? I never trusted those cowards

Some cold hearted shit
Some heartless behavior

Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted
Returning to work because one of our friends was killed

I never trusted them bustas
I never trusted those cowards

And it's them cold hearted bitched
And it's those heartless women

Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted
Returning to work because one of our friends was killed

Dusted and disgusted
Deceived and greatly disappointed

Let's let of some two or threes on the other side of t-uh-town
Let's shoot some firearms on the opposite side of town

Draw the attention on the other s-uh-side of town (other side of town)
Attract the attention of law enforcement on the opposite side of town

And wait for the po-po shift to change, ghetto shootin range
And wait for the police shift to change, it's like a shooting range in the ghetto

Revenge on the r-uh-rebound, war games
Seeking revenge when they least expect it, engaging in warfare

Droughts, out, shhh lost clientele but I will prevail
Drug shortages, the customers are gone but I will succeed

by sellin the broccoli dank instead of the crack cocaine
by selling high-quality marijuana instead of highly addictive crack cocaine

try not to steal narcotics
try not to steal illegal drugs

When these punk MC's and bitches be the reason why
When these weak rappers and women are the cause of

the smoke be comin up out the chow, with my nigga Pac
the conflict and danger arises, with my friend Pac

Dear God, can you forgive me? My future's lookin sick
Dear God, can you forgive me? My future is uncertain and bleak

I'm in my rag hittin switches I'm suspicious of these bitches
I'm driving my car with hydraulics engaged, I don't trust these women

I keep on, calllin, but ain't nobody pickin up
I keep calling, but nobody is answering

I think she's stallin, this evil bitch is tryin ta set me up
I think she's delaying, this wicked woman is attempting to deceive me

Came all alone if it's on then it's on
Arrived alone, if there's a problem then it's a problem

Where's my motherfuckin chrome, only jealous niggaz roam
Where's my gun, only envious men are around

It's a war zone (war zone) but I'm a man so with gun in hand
It's a dangerous area, but I'm brave, so with my weapon ready

I'm on my way to see this hoe you know the fuckin plan
I'm heading towards this woman with a specific plan in mind

Can't understand, but the things ain't the same
Can't comprehend, but the situation has changed

You could die over these bitches if you slippin in the game
You could lose your life because of these women if you make a mistake in this lifestyle

Niggaz gang bang, but bitches gang bang too
Men participate in gang activities, but women do the same

Give up that good thang, and put that pistol to your brain
Give up your valuable belongings and put a gun to your head

If you was smart figure, don't have no love in your heart nigga
If you were intelligent, don't have any emotional attachment, man

Any complications pull the trigger, dusted and disgusted
If there are any problems, shoot yourself, deceived and greatly disappointed

Bitches can't be trusted, you know the rules
Women can't be relied upon, you know the expectations

They underhanded, she planned it, you fuckin fool
They are deceitful, she orchestrated it, you stupid person

(These hoes out here tryin to hold a nigga's heart
(These women are trying to control a man's emotions

So a nigga get his money fucked with
So a man's money is being messed with

Almost in-laws)
Almost family (close relationship)

Hey be proud of it when you turn these bitches upside down
Hey, feel good about it when you manipulate and deceive these women

What's gonna happen
What will occur

(Uhh, three and a half dollars or probably fo' if a bitch ridin)
(Uhh, three and a half dollars or maybe four if a woman is involved)

(Yeah main, them hoes talented
(Yeah, man, those women are skilled

They be fuckin with mo' MC's at Jack the Rapper)
They engage in relationships with more rappers at the Jack the Rapper convention)

(Aight fuck it, what you say Mall?
(Alright, forget it, what do you say, Mall?

Ay, fuck them sheisty ass bootches, nigga)
Ay, forget those deceitful women, man)

The California lifestyle that I live
The lifestyle I lead in California

Where the bitches is crooked and niggaz jus don't give
Where the women are deceptive and men are indifferent

A flyin fuck, so I stay stuck, smokin on the tay-low
Don't care at all, so I stay high, smoking marijuana

Bay Area playa, tryin ta have shit major
Player from the Bay Area, trying to make significant things happen

And a bitch won't save ya
And a woman won't rescue you

so I ain't playin Captain Save a Hoe
so I'm not trying to rescue promiscuous women

I mob up in ya like a pro and then I'm gone
I approach with confidence and then quickly leave

I'm like Sylvester Stallone, everyday is like a Cliffhanger
I'm like Sylvester Stallone, every day is full of suspense

Action packed, I let the mini-mac smack that ass
Full of intense activity, I let my small machine gun assault them

Them hoes jacked that ass
Those women deceived and betrayed

Nigga woulda got smokin on that hash
The man would have been high on marijuana

Can't have my cash, better go and take your nigga stash
Can't take my money, go instead and steal money from your man

Cuz he's a busta, niggaz with clusters
Because he's a loser, men with groups

Slippin in shit, betta jack that nigga 'fore I jack his ass bitch
Engaging in risky activities, better rob that man before he robs us

Never was no love for the mark-ass, the lo pink (the lo pink)
Never had any love for the weak man, the color pink (the color pink)

You love them Bootsy bitches, can't let them pussy bitches
You like those flashy, flamboyant women, can't trust those manipulative women

gank that ass, betta hide your cash and check her fast
Deceive that woman, better hide your money and investigate her quickly

Pump your brakes nigga, slow your roll don't go too fast
Calm down, man, take it easy, don't act too impulsively

Cause bulletproof ain't doin no good no mo' no mo' no mo' no mo'now, niggaz comin up dead with they brains blew out on the fuckin floor
Because wearing body armor isn't effective anymore, men are getting killed with their brains blown out on the floor

damn, hollow points to flesh tears through the teflon vest
damn, bullets that expand upon impact tear through the bulletproof vest

Now r-uh-rest
Now be at peace

Pull a plug on a flatline over those, one nigga less
Disconnecting the life support when someone is dying, one less man alive

One nigga less, from coast to coast, to the East to the West
One less man, from one coast to another

Crushin the flesh, dem bitches played a game of death
Hurting people physically, those women played a deadly game

Look over your shoulder watch your back don't even trust it
Be vigilant, be cautious, don't even trust the situation

I'm tryin to told ya end up dusted
I'm trying to warn you, end up deceived and greatly disappointed

Some cold hearted shit
Some heartless behavior

Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted
Returning to work because one of our friends was killed

Whacha'll wanna do, whacha'll wanna do
What do you all want to do?

Cold hearted bitches
Emotionless and cruel women

Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted
Returning to work because one of our friends was killed

Whacha'll wanna do, I never trusted them bustas
What do you all want to do? I never trusted those cowards

Some cold hearted shit
Some heartless behavior

Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted
Returning to work because one of our friends was killed

I never trusted them bustas
I never trusted those cowards

And it's them cold hearted bitched
And it's those heartless women

Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted
Returning to work because one of our friends was killed

Dusted and disgusted
Deceived and greatly disappointed