This goes out to my Midwest crew

Now hold ya M-Dub in the air if ya feel me

*** 'em all day, *** 'em all night

Candy paint on D's and fo's Yo, ayyo I eat, sleep, ***, rap

Hip hop, kidnap

Snoop Dogg 'Lac

Wit the diamond in the back I rep it like a mayor mayn

Summin' like a playa mayn

St. Louis cookin'

And I'm Murphy Lee the killer mayn As-salaama lakem, lakem salaam

Praise the Lord or say peace to God

I'm just a Skool Boy, call me Mr. Do-What-You-Do-Fool

Claim where you from or we will claim where you move to Home is where you make it, eat a meal and get naked

You can, walk in yo drawers and nobody could say ***

I got STL tatted on my right arm, some of 'em saw 'em

I ain't dyin' but yo I'm definitely gon' fight for 'em And keep it tight for 'em, and keep it hype for 'em

And buy at the bar whatever gon' keep the night goin'

Do what you do and you do it, just do it big

And if you live to get it then you gon' get it how you live 'cuz This goes out to my West Coast crew

Throw ya dub up in the air if ya feel me

*** 'em all day, *** 'em all night

Hit the switch on yo six fo's Naps, rock, skit West Coast style

T-shirt, khakalack, swerve in the Cadillac

Young Roscoe, the black Burt Bacharach

Serve the sacks, flippin' skirts like acrobats Now dip wit ya nigga, I take you on a ride

Through that place known worldwide as the Westside

Chronic, Daytons, switches, dubs

Cap turned to the back wit skirts at the Caddy shack Los Angeles where they sag to the mud

Drop the back let it drag, du rags, full of thugs

Ya hard to the back, car full of "blat"

Why A's decay, we ain't hard to get at I rock a 5 double O wit the bubble nose

Stop, drop the top I holla at a couple hoes

Fo sho they wanna roll wit the Philly fanatic

Runnin' the radio in Cali 'cuz I stay in the traffic This goes out to my East Coast crew

Throw ya E's up in the air if ya feel me

*** 'em all day, *** 'em all night

Rock ya hoodies and Timbo's Yo, yo, step in the party like

Sippin' on Bacardi like

I hooked up wit the 'Tics they like

It's gettin' frisky for me

Girls, they strippin' for me

Lil' Jon you wit us homey? I gettin' brainin', pimpin' I can't complainin'

It's crazy I can't explain' it, it's the Derrty Entertainment

Man, I like to stop and go, she like to mop and glow

Lovin' this track 'cuz we gonna rock and roll I huff and puff until my indo's gone

So I, get to stompin' wit my Timbo's on

We might be floppin' homey, we all critic

Welcome to Harlem World A.K. New York City We forever runnin' round, here forever creepin'

Up all night 'cuz homey we ain't never sleepin'

But I came to do this wit my derrty Murphy

Y'all niggas betta obey, 'cuz you can get it This goes out to my Dirty South crew

Throw ya S up in the air if ya feel me

*** 'em all day, *** 'em all night

If ya tempted to throw them bows Get yo hands up bitch

Show yo goddamn clit

Get yo hands up bitch

Show yo goddamn clit We gon' drink a fifth of Hen

And we gon' rock it to this bitch

We gon' drink a fifth of Hen

And we gon' rock it to this bitch We represent that Dirty

We ain't expectin' no ***

We represent that Dirty

We ain't expectin' no *** We wild out in the club

Same *** we don't give a ***

We wild out in the club

Same *** we don't give a *** Lil' Weezy, ***in' Baby, 5'4 fo'

4-5 make a nigga go

I'm a fly young nigga, ho South cold's great

Stay low when get cake Yeah, me no play we can take it outside

Never met a nigga take myself pride

It's Wizzy Wizzle, Southside guy

Outside fly, gutta gutta in the South, wild 5 I represent that money

I ain't scared to throw my *** up

Soon as I throw it high up, holla back, Squire

I'm screwed up I drive slow not fast

Birdman Jr. I got stones not cash, bitch I'm from the swamp I smoke dro not grass

P.O.C. rolled on my hands, got a 90 degree fo' in my pants

Give you this respect

I'm still mackin', you can smell the Pimp Juice on my breath Get yo hands up bitch

Show yo goddamn clit

Get yo hands up bitch

Show yo goddamn clit We gon' drink a fifth of Hen

And we gon' rock it to this bitch

We gon' drink a fifth of Hen

And we gon' rock it to this bitch We represent that Dirty

We ain't expectin' no ***

We represent that Dirty

We ain't expectin' no *** We wild out in the club

Same *** we don't give a ***

We wild out in the club

Same *** we don't give a ***