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
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
Chef: Baby, you know there's a lot of love between us Sometimes that love goes bad But other times its so right! Yeah, I know we've been through some
Daz Sure have the whole Death Row unblast Kane Tea muthafucka Warren G Nate Dogg rapping that 213 Don't front muthafucka, don't hate Compton's Most Wanted
, Front Hood And all them niggas out there in Compton Rollin 30s, Harlem, ah yeah Pueblos, Nickerson G's, Peace Inglewood Family, 18th Street South Loc and all the S
down Vernon, made right on Normandie Left on Florence, gettin' through the E.T.G.'s Spun out on Vermont, made a left on Colden Right on Hoover, E where
That's right, I'm a nigga, you know what I'm sayin'? My man Lord Finesse is my motherfuckin' nigga, you know? Evil E's my nigga, Islam's my nigga That's
the Ice is too clever Checkin G's Nigga please Ballin' since the 70's - yeah baby Now you niggas hate me Blew up in the 80's You can't be me motherfucker
