E-40 – Straight Out The Dirt (feat. Yo Gotti, NBA Youngboy & JPZ)

I put your hood on wet-wet
Whole lotta money, you know who it is
I went from nothin’ to somethin’
Pay the tithes to my church and my priest (and my priest)
[Chorus 2: JPZ & E-40]
[Chorus 2: JPZ & E-40]
A gallon of milk and some eggs in the fridge
I go crazy every time that I hit
Head stupid hella tight
He don’t got no name, he a cold stepper
I’m cookin’ the work (uhhhhh)
That white full of low I’m gonna come where it is
I got it straight out the dirt
I went from nothin’ to somethin’

Matte white, white on white Rover
A pack of Top Ramen some bread and some grits
My Cuban link half a kilo
No stain on my shirt (no stain on my shirt)
Fuck police, no respect for the pigs
I got it straight out the dirt
I played in the mud (I play in the mud)
I haven’t been lost a war yet
I got it straight out the dirt
I played in the mud (I play in the mud)
I got it straight out the dirt (straight out the dirt)
[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
I got it straight out the dirt
I’ll put a hole in your shirt (whoa)
[Chorus: JPZ]
I had to make the shit work
I got it straight up out the mud like a pig
I had to make the shit work
Get out yo body we gon’ split your wig
From the concrete streets to the golf course (golf course)
I got it straight out the dirt
I got it straight out the dirt
I was bumpin’ Danny Glover in the Chevy
Napa Valley reservations at The French Laundry
I’m whippin’ the pot (I’m whippin’ the pot)
I put your goons on bedrest
I went from nothin’ to somethin’
[Chorus: JPZ]
[Chorus 2: JPZ & E-40]
Pussy good hella tight
One foot on the strineets, one hand on the bible
I ain’t fall, stay down, runnin’ up got a bill off
I got it straight out the dirt (straight out the dirt)
I pray for my frenemies, pray for my rivals
I got it straight out the dirt
I ain’t got to speak on the shit that I did
All us getting’ money
I got it straight out the dirt (straight out the dirt)
Ain’t who he claim to be and I can see it
I spent them racks on some Margielas
[Verse 2: NBA Youngboy]
Anybody who wanna stop me makin’ millions (whoa)
On the stage steady screamin’ "Free Jig"
.40 and that Glock, I still walk with that sig
No stain on my shirt (no stain on my shirt)
I went from not havin’ shit to havin’ shit
I’ll pull it, I’ll have your family in their feelin’s
I put the hood on flood
No stain on my shirt (no stain on my shirt)
I got it straight out the dirt
And thinks she’s Scarface on that white
I got it straight out the dirt
I’m whippin’ the pot (I’m whippin’ the pot)
Bitch so heavy I could use it as a weapon
I got it straight out the dirt
Came up from nothin’
The longer the barrel, the stronger the bullet, the trigger
I got it straight out the dirt
No female tendencies, niggas is bitches
I put the hood on thug
My young bitch from The Bay
Anniversary to vets
I got it straight out the dirt (straight out the dirt)
Got trademarks and entities, licenses, businesses
In the box, in the cage in the bing (in the bing)
I signed my deal up in blood letters
I got it straight out the dirt (straight out the dirt)

Came up from nothin’
I got it straight out the dirt
I’m cookin’ the work (uhhhhh)
I’m at the Waldorf (Waldorf) When I’m in L.A.
I got it straight out the dirt (straight out the dirt)
My granddaddy helped build the Carquinez Bridge
I got it straight out the dirt (straight out the dirt)
I’m whippin’ the pot (I’m whippin’ the pot)

[???] got rich shit happened and I fell off
I was gettin’ out the mud
Bitch I’m plugged like Sosa
If I’m in the mood for an entrée
She suck the dick like it’s a contest
Shooter like Scottie I ain’t talkin’ Yo Gotti
Play with me you will get hurt (I’ll bust)
I got it straight out the dirt
I got it straight out the dirt
Came up from nothin’
I got it straight out the dirt (straight out the dirt)
I put your life on the set-set
I had to make the shit work
Niggas sayin’ I should write a tell-all
Send my yougin’s for to break in your crib
[Verse 1: E-40]
These niggas be dissin’ but no I don’t hear it
I got it straight out the dirt
Pay the plug up front, don’t owe him
I ain’t no rat bitch, them tricks for them kids
[Chorus: JPZ]
I’m who he wanna be but he can’t be it

Came up from nothin’
Checkin’ more cash than a clerk (that’s us)
I got it straight out the dirt
I’m cookin’ the work (uhhhhh)
Got loud weed, strong odor
I got it straight out the dirt
What I do?
I played in the mud (I play in the mud)
I got it straight out the dirt
Z06 with the pipes
I got it straight out the dirt (the dust)
The bigger the cap the bigger the peelin’, I’m drillin’
Nothin’ but OG’s thuggin’ in my section
I had to make the shit work
Biatch!
I got it straight out the dirt

Slow it down yellow light
I got it straight out the dirt
I got it straight out the dirt (straight out the dirt)
Gave my grandmama eleven kids

If I went to jail I won’t sing (I won’t sing)
I got it straight out the dirt

Free all my people in the belly of the beast (of the beast)

My youngin’ that youngin’ off Good Fellas
I got it straight out the dirt
[Chorus: JPZ]
I pay ’em double, just send me the bricks
I got it straight out the dirt
I went from nothin’ to somethin’