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This goes out to my Midwest
Now hold ya M-Dub in the air if ya me
Fuck 'em all day, 'em all night
Candy paint on D's and

Yo, I eat, sleep, shit, rap
Hip hop,
Dogg 'Lac
Wit the diamond in the

I rep it like a mayor
Summin' a playa mayn
St. Louis
And I'm Lee the killer mayn

As-salaama lakem, lakem
Praise the or say peace to God
I'm just a Skool Boy, me Mr. Do-What-You-Do-Fool
Claim you from or we will claim where you move to

is where you make it, eat a meal and get naked
You can, walk in yo drawers and nobody say shit
I got STL on my right arm, some of 'em saw 'em
I dyin' but yo I'm definitely gon' fight for 'em

And keep it tight for 'em, and keep it for 'em
And buy at the bar whatever gon' keep the night
Do what you do and you do it, do it big
And if you live to get it then you get it how you live 'cuz

This goes out to my West crew
ya dub up in the air if ya feel me
Fuck 'em all day, 'em all night
Hit the on yo six fo's

Naps, rock, West Coast style
T-shirt, khakalack, in the Cadillac
Young Roscoe, the Burt Bacharach
Serve the sacks, flippin' skirts acrobats

Now dip wit ya nigga, I you on a ride
Through place known worldwide as the Westside
Chronic, Daytons, switches,
Cap turned to the back wit at the Caddy shack

Los Angeles they sag to the mud
Drop the back let it drag, du rags, of thugs
Ya to the back, car full of "blat"
Why A's decay, we ain't to get at

I a 5 double O wit the bubble nose
Stop, drop the top I holla at a hoes
Fo sho wanna roll wit the Philly fanatic
the radio in Cali 'cuz I stay in the traffic

This out to my East Coast crew
ya E's up in the air if ya feel me
Fuck 'em all day, 'em all night
ya hoodies and Timbo's

Yo, yo, step in the party
Sippin' on like
I up wit the 'Tics they like
It's gettin' for me
Girls, they for me
Lil' Jon you wit us

I gettin' brainin', pimpin' I complainin'
It's crazy I explain' it, it's the Derrty Entertainment
Man, I like to stop and go, she to mop and glow
this track 'cuz we gonna rock and roll

I huff and until my indo's gone
So I, get to wit my Timbo's on
We be floppin' homey, we all critic
Welcome to Harlem World A.K. New York

We runnin' round, here forever creepin'
Up all night 'cuz homey we never sleepin'
But I came to do wit my derrty Murphy
Y'all niggas betta obey, you can get it

This goes out to my Dirty crew
Throw ya S up in the air if ya me
Fuck 'em all day, 'em all night
If ya tempted to throw bows

Get yo up bitch
Show yo goddamn
Get yo up bitch
Show yo clit

We gon' drink a of Hen
And we gon' rock it to bitch
We gon' drink a of Hen
And we gon' it to this bitch

We represent that
We ain't no shit
We represent Dirty
We expectin' no shit

We wild out in the
Same shit we don't give a
We out in the club
Same we don't give a fuck

Weezy, fuckin' Baby, 5'4 fo'
4-5 a nigga go
I'm a fly young nigga, ho South great
Stay low when get

Yeah, me no we can take it outside
Never met a nigga myself pride
Wizzy Wizzle, Southside guy
Outside fly, gutta in the South, wild 5

I represent money
I ain't scared to throw my up
Soon as I throw it high up, back, Squire
I'm screwed up I drive slow not
Birdman Jr. I got not cash, bitch

I'm from the swamp I smoke dro not
P.O.C. rolled on my hands, got a 90 degree fo' in my
you this respect
I'm mackin', you can smell the Pimp Juice on my breath

Get yo hands up
Show yo clit
Get yo up bitch
yo goddamn clit

We gon' drink a of Hen
And we gon' rock it to bitch
We gon' drink a of Hen
And we rock it to this bitch

We represent that
We ain't no shit
We represent that
We expectin' no shit

We out in the club
Same we don't give a fuck
We out in the club
Same shit we give a fuck