me know if you down to ride This one for those that died, and survived thru the struggle This for my sisters and brothers, this world a dirty hustle [E.S.G
is speak and they burn It's cremation no urn How you claim to be a hustler but don't earn? You need to be whacked (whacked) and dat's dat (dat) AYE! [
Dogg Status I got Big Dogg Status, I got Big Dogg Status [Verse: T.I.] It's your price, but I ain's scared It's my pleasure to say it right, don't think
The Mornin', Weed For The Homies Weed In The Back Of The Coupe I Been Smokin My Nigga I Went From G's And Thieves Nigga We Blowin The Weed My Nigga-Fuckin
got 'em.. drippin like water [x8] [E-40:] Uh! (the candy man!) E-40! [Snoop Dogg:] Sticky icky! Snoop Dogg! DPG, MC Eiht, Goldie Loc [E-40:] E-40!
a damn thing but they mouth No doubt, it's all good, y'all just statin y'all opinion But in the South and in the hood it's understood without sayin It's
know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean Back with Stankona
nickels and dimes You need the f.e.d.'s bitch, to come get mine Get on the grind hoe, and stay the fuck up outta mine fo' The kid's find daddy lay'd out
the feeling, that's why I'm paper chasing this cash Better be smart and keep a stash, never know how long it's gone last You do the math, hustling niggas
up out my way I be true O.G., you can quote what I say I'm a H-town nigga from around the way Southside, ridin' dirty like I'm UGK Asshole by nature like
gettin' checks for a long time Gettin' Jake for a long time, E and J for a long time Nigga, try to get like me, been a G for a long time Been in the
got Big Dogg Status I got Big Dogg Status, I got Big Dogg Status [Verse: T.I.] It's your price, but I ain's scared It's my pleasure to say it right,
Yo, true indeed, I do indeed Do it for the OG's and the true MC's Them busters say this year I got brand new and it's all phat Cut that fighting in the
S*****, relax and take notes *** ***, *** *** I just want the paper, I just want the paper I just want the paper, I just want the paper M E M P H I
We waited, we greeted by the motherfucking law In the south they say, "Get out the fucking car" It's raw, E-40's lyrics fucking caviar, I believe these dirty
and start hustlin' Now we trappin' up on Campbellton, ask 'em, they remember me We used to move that work from Oak City way to Kimberly Took the hustle out that Riverdale, made a killin' G
