[Funkmaster Yeah Dirty South - Ludacris Shout to Zulu, my man Shawn Taylor .. it's down
Yeah, Flex, Volume Fo' The Peace, Def Jam South 'Cris (yeah) you
Oh it's my Aiight.. I got permission to put ya mamma in a (what?) She tried to jook me in a leg lock (ohh) She she like the way I stick and make the bed rock or how I lick and leave her twisted a dreadlock, and it's on So stop the sweatin like a And get some balance a bike without the kickstand I think I the definition of a hit man 'cause I could really a fuck about that bitch man, c'mon! We holes in your residence And lose anybody for the right We out street niggaz with intelligence So all that bullshit you yappin is Oh yeah, I the Dirty Southside I'm a dentist makin women open mouth wide You be in still runnin it on the outside not then won't ya open up ya mouth riiiight, but who cares?
[Chorus: 2X] I got my corner on to hold this whole block down Ludacris tell um how the South UUH BUDDAH-LAA AH, UH UH UH UHH AH uh oh uh oh uh oh
2] Comin to Shady Park is a peep show It's some respectable ladies and there some freak I know killers that go to up in they street clothes You'll end up missin than Shaq when shootin free throws They packin and to open up the dope spot My neighborhood is cars like a roadblock They weight like Atlanta was movin boat rock And catchin ums seeun Muslims eatin pork chops - never happen And I been thinkin man Niggaz been slangin tapes like they 'caine 'cause in the hood its gettin like orangutang So if you tryin to stop the hustle get the Okay, we tryin to our own White House Paint it and start yellin our fuckin pipes out You try to tackle some and you'll get psyched out They can't fuck with us niggaz you think they out, so don't play
3] Disturbin The Peace, we do funky shit Hey, what can I say? We got a monkey See Dre'll throw on shades, and make that funky shit And keep y'all women away if they got clit Understand, we got that and it get rolled up You pay the price and still we got the sold up Aint nothin nice a full house make you fold up You of heist and try to jet and I'm like - hold up, god damn - I to say it on a megaphone And tell your sister get the fuck up off the These is tickin me off like fifty metronome I'm all of ya money just call me Pebbletone! Alright? I got the and the safe key You betta tell your to follow you to safety How you wanna be heroes and chase me It's wont leave no evidence to trace me, you know why?
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