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Represent dat dirty south
4-star major general Mamma work and come out about
I ride wit No Limit soldiers
Yes we checkin'
Wit' the colonel Master P
He be
or no clucker, but ready to hustle
With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders
Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
Cause cowards despise, soldiers we
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity

(Chorus)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity

(Chorus)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity

(Chorus)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity

(Chorus)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
or no clucker, but ready to hustle
With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders
Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
Cause cowards despise, soldiers we
or no clucker, but ready to hustle
With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders
Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
Cause cowards despise, soldiers we
real soldiers throw yo hood up
Throw yo hood up, throw yo hood up

Fancy cars, diamond rings, bad ass bitches
Lots of cocaine, smokin on the best bud
in the dirty south

Woah, please somebody tell me where the party at?
I'm tired of holding back, I wanna shine in my Cadillac
I'm here representing
Chorus
[Snoop Dogg]
Yeah that shit funky dog
That's what I'm talkin bout
My nigga T-Bo, Dirty South all up in this bitch
(We No Limit Soldiers, we No
homies be dyin down south
Run around, talkin shit, killas with gold in they mouth
But I'm a soldier, a rolla, give me ten
I'd rather die than go
rap'll gather 
after, my skills master of the dip dapper 
I hold the fort with my sorts, rap sports 
I got niggaz on my dick, from down South to up
Larry, cousy yo of rap
And I ain't gotta walk around strapped

J don't tolerate the mack dirties
You in our motherfucking way, we tryin' to stack 30s
Now