You don't wanna bang with us Cause you know we dangerous If you real, you can swing with us Cause we are from that Dirty South [Chorus: E.S.G. & Slim
gon do, when the gun's in your mouth E.S.G.-SES, and we represent the South g'yeah [Hook] [E.S.G.] Now what you know bout Bayou Classic, or the Southern
they talking like they killas, but where they (straps at) This the Dirty South boy, what you know about that [E.S.G.] Out the Superbowl city dog, yep ya boy E.S.G
doin [Chorus:] It's the south Comin straight from the south Fuckin it up wit a blunt up in my mouth It's the south Comin straight from the south (and
freeway we'll bombard the boulevard knowing nothing in life, but pushing bricks and making hits Don't fuck with us boy, down south the shit [E.S.G.]
we do it down South, fool Gotta do, what I gotta do [x4] [E.S.G.] 1995, so fools give it to me And this is for them buster type G's, who wanna do me
-D to the G to the E-R-O-A-D Hollyfield south city, yes 4sho Dawg I'm goin back to Ridgeroad R-I-D to the G to the E-R-O-A-D 25-15, the ten ten yo
karma be Why you wanna try to come talk to me Try to ask me if Rick Ross still a G Journalists need to get up off my D Him and E-Class always kept it
blinking, I do it my way I shit on folks, the opposite of R. K. I'm rude, pardon me, I'm too hood Doc on your mind all the time, like New E.R.A. Who
the parson's place The old blue car we used to race Little country store with a sign tacked to the side Said "no l-o-i-t-e-r-i-n-g allowed" Underneath
fancy) East Side, West Side, South Side, but you wanna live (fancy) She’s wit me, cuz she wanna to live (fancy) I’m with her, cuz she’s B.e.a.u.t.i.f.
F-I-E-N-D and THREE-6 Talk it like I bring I feel you need this,deep shit Sleep wit them fishes, eat wit them bitches,it's all on you Like that lil nigga
little Jack and Jill They ski down a hill There's a snow plow turn Look, there's a spill There's a spill on the hill When you're down, it's a thrill
