Dirty South

One to da two da three da four
Dem dirty Red Dogs done hit the door
And they got everybody on they hands and knees
And they aint gonna leave until they find them keys
Now if dirty Bill Clinton fronted me some weight
Told me to keep two bring him back eight
And I only brought him five and stuck his ass for three
Do you think that Clampett will sick his goons on me?
See Martail Homes thats my claim to fame
Thats where I learned my slickest trick in the dope-d-game
Like my favorite I call it lemon head delight
Thats when you lick off all the yellow and you sell the white
Right well if pimpin be a sport I be bein the wide receiver
That nigga B-I-G will make yall niggas believers
Sippin on Cuervo Gold off in the club drunk as fuck
Callin them hoes bitches and smokin my weed up
When Im too sober year older now Im almost legal
Wanted to live the life of Cadillacs Impalas and Regals
Fuckin around wit hoes bustin nuts in they mouths
Kickin that same southern slang
Lookin for love off in yo jaw hoe!
See powder gets you hyper reefa makes you calm
Cigarettes give you cancer woo woos make you numb
What you niggas know about the Dirty South
What you niggas know about the Dirty South
See never did I thank when I got grown
That some pee wee sacks had been done took dis town
See lifes a bitch then you figure out
Why you really gotdropped in the Dirty South
See in the 3rd grade this is what you told
You was bought you was sold
Now they sayin Juice left some heads cracked
I betcha Jedd Clampett want his money back
See East Point Atlanta threw this road block
Talkin bout all this blow traffic got to stop
So the big time players off John Freeman Way
Had to find themselves another back street to take
Cause back in the day we was outta control
We didnt understand 'Naw nigga that money aint yours'
Thats when me and Big State took an oath and sweared
Never would we talk never would we tell
So when they pulled up bumpin 'Rock The Bells'
We took what we want and left them quiet as hell
What you niggas know about the Dirty South
What you niggas know about the Dirty South
Now that Cobras got tha boys on Delowe on they back
Gipp holler at Miss Ann she said they didnt get the trap
Behind tha black behind green behind tha red tint
Dealers breakin off that blow up for those woodchips
A lot of faces aint around a lot of folks got shot
Scatta Mack droppin Gs while that Cristal pop
Been on tha grind with Cool Breeze droppin pounds with B.
Eric Neat is tha coolest from my century
Mack town keeps growing old school like Charles
Stankin like dem Lincolns in Piedmont Park
Perry Homes to Herndon Homes to all tha Homes
Adamsville to Pool Creek shit just dont sleep in tha Dirty South
One to da twoda three da four
Dem dirty Red Dogs done hit the door
And they got everybody on they hands and knees
And they aint gonna leave until they find them keys
See powder gets you hyper reefa makes you calm
Cigarettes give you cancer woo woos make you numb
What you niggas know about the Dirty South
What you niggas know about the Dirty South