Lyrics:
If you real, won't you go and throw your hood up
And if you skurred, all you bitches gotta raise up
Then off to the south, the streets would
by Actavis
Empty any clips for my enemies
Ashin' on my Christian Louboutins
Two Bentley's pull up me and
Dolph in South Memphis
We trappin' in vintage
walk while Don shot speak
Di life of a gangsta is bitter and sweet
Surrounded by snitches and low life creep
Dirty cop who stick on like leech
[Intro:] [Mystikal]
Man I got something to tell you
I don't know how to explain it
But I'm different (crazy)
Naaaaa....aight
I'm, I'm, I'm not
Where my dirtbagz at?
(Way up from the dirty south)
Where my dirtbagz at?
(From the east to the west and way around)
Where my dirtbagz at?
(If you
She on a power trip
She like the tower dick
She lily blood rose hutch
Dirty Diane a duck
I doesn't give a fuck
She had to fake her strut
To lie her way
gone fly
Put it on boss, so I won't lie
I used to be young but I'm grown now
Hit a few licks, so we known now
Kicked a little south, so it's on now
Do
yousa a hater at the booth and the booth is closed
And move out the way I'm a Luda fan
Up north, dirty south, west eastside man
All strippers in
yousa a hater at the booth and the booth is closed
And move out the way I'm a Luda fan
Up north, dirty south, west eastside man
All strippers in
Uh
Lil Hookah (Yessir)
Finna bring y'all to the South Side real quick (Sheesh)
You heard?
(Sheesh)
A'ight
Lil Hookah
(Look)
Bitch, really I'm
got my double cup on dirty (Got my double cup on dirty nigga)
OG got my vision blurry (I can't see fucking shit)
OG got me speaking slurry (Bitch)
Living out west but working out south, uh
And you already know that's something like an hour from the house uh
My momma always worried
Tell me, boy
Living out west but working out south
Uh, and you already know that's something like an hour from the house
Uh, my momma always worried
Tell me, boy
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
[Tite]
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
[Tite]
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
the liquor
Them dirty South boys will get yet
Throw up your guns and bust a slug and be pure scripture
Whatcha gone do when them niggas run up to you
Don't
talmbout iss Trab coming out the dirty south
Trab running wit that dirty stick
Dropping my lean iss dirty bitch
All my cups is dirty dirty sipping on that
for the capture
What you wan' do nigga
Mystikals who I'm after
Grab yo' steel and shoot
I'mma killer not a rapper
Lil' Wayne, he bout it too
I'mma
Dirty Bastard]
Yo! Met this bitch by the name of Subie
She was a bad bitch, she had a big ol' booty
She got me setting up when I went to the projects
Ouch, come fuck with us we
The realest in the South (In the south)
Cross the line then Recky go
Tape up your house (Up your house)
All that cocaine
king king
Bitch, Ghet-O-Vision in the Dirty South
And you know we're gettin' clean, rich yeah!
They should've never ever let you out
Cold animal with
what you need
Rep chicks on the strength
Rep thugs on the street east Coast y'all
Handle your BI west Coast y'all
Handle your BI dirty South y'all
Handle
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