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One to the 2 the 3 the fo dem dirty red dogs done hit the door and they got everybody and there hands and knees and they aint gon leave till they find them keys Now dirty Bill Clinton fronted me some weight Told me keep 2 bring him back 8 And i only brought him 5 and stuck his ass for 3 Do you think that clown can stick his goons on me? See martel home thats my claim to fame Thats where i learned my slickest tricks and dope the game like my favorite I call it lemonhead delight, when u lick off all the yellow and you sell the white Ya while the pimpin bein sporty i be bein the wide reciva that nigga the B.I.G. will make yall niggas belivas sippin on cuevo gold in that club drunk as fuck callin them hoes bitches and smokin my weed up when im to sobber now older that im almost legal to live the life or cadilacs palas and reagals fuckin around with hoes bustin nuts in they mouth usin that same sucker slang looking for love in your jaw hoe See powder makes u hyper Reefer makes you calm Ciggeretes give you cancer but Woos make u dumb What yall niggas know bout the dirty South? What yall niggas know bout the dirty South? See never did I think when i got grown that some pee wee sacs up an took this town see lives a bitch then you figure why you really got dropped in the dirty south see in the 3rd grade this is what u talk you was bow u was sow now they sayin juice left some heads cracked i bet jimmy clampton want they money back see east born Atlanta through this road block to my all this road traffic got to stop so all the big time playas jumped freemon way |