Lyrics:
the last of a dying breed like 'Pac said
I got bread, got something that'll cock it
My ambitions as a rider by Slip-n-Slide, uh
All them killers down south
, south
South, south, south.
She a Southside Goddess and she know this
Hold up, wait
Wait a minute
Tell me what I gotta do
To stay right next to you
Tell
They wanna what's going on in the South
Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out ya mouth
Two rollies at the same time, I'm too cool
Gucci, is
***** was sent to get yo' *** from?
So numb, we ain't surprised by the gunplay
Learn the trap from granny, selling beer on Sundays
Take me out the south
Take me out the south still the traces in my blood
I ain't talking about a play still got my raising in the sun (True south)
I'm with Church in
serve and fall asleep
Down south can't nobody else ball like me
[CHORUS:]
It's the dirty south, it's just the dirty south,
It's the dirty south
out
Fly talk, fly talk, nigga this that
Fly south, and i am so fly
I can float on the sidewalk
Platinum in my G-shock
Listen to me when i talk
Haters
A movie girl no matinee
Good weed stay smokin' like a Chevrolet
You can tell she from the south
By the way she speak
Plus she says she on them
Z's but ain't
one more time for just for good measure, fuck em
Raised by the King that before me
Slowly crept up and still paid dues
I embody the South, the swang,
serve and fall asleep
down south cant nobody else ball like me
CHORUS:
It's the dirty south, it's just the dirty south,
It's the dirty south, the dirty
like me I'm lost in this strange land
Inspired by the western world
My people envy the white man
Too much chaos for your mind
Only the streets could
you're feelin this with me let me see you put em up
We never get enough of that south side whud
Chorus:
here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud
white lady, by the key (key)
Ayy, cup full of Texas, poured by the three (three)
Hoped out the Porsche, went and sold me a P (a P)
Smoke a pussy nigga
me hanging by a string
Welcome to the South side
Where you get clapped just for walking by
Got me hanging by a string
Please tell my baby I don't
to compare experiences
And they were telling me that when
You walk around in South Africa
You gotta carry this little
Black book with you
Tells everyone
the sun (Oh Woah)
In the city it get ugly
On the south side
Bums asking for some money
Had no food in the fridge
We was poor we was hungry
Thuggin' by
run their mouth
And I rather stay up north 'cause it's hot down south
I ain't popping out, what you talking bout
I was in a drought, God helped me out
rikkas
Well, stunnin', front with ya, we hunt an' come hit ya
Gizuh, now grab me an' still might out run this
We gonna tell the tow man an' woman, tell 'em
plug rikkas
Well, stunnin', front with ya, we hunt an' come hit ya
Gizuh, now grab me an' still might out run this
We gonna tell the tow man an'
when you see me, betta not say shit
I'll choke yo ass out like dre did that bitch
You betta tell these pussies they ain't fuckin wit no rookie
I'm
that P
P-funk got me goin', ho, I'm blowin' on Montana pack
Blunt just put me under but that snizow put me back on track
Bustas blinded by my smoke,
like Dre did that bitch
You betta tell these pussies they ain't fuckin wit no rookie
I'm a Bankhead nigga, I'll take yo cookies
So don't make it a me
when you see me, betta not say shit
I'll choke yo ass out like dre did that bitch
You betta tell these pussies they ain't fuckin wit no rookie
I'm
Hit a lick and take
Your shit tell your
Bitch bow down and
Suck this dick she ain't shit
She's a trick down south
About that shit hit you
With the stick
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