(feat. Mac, Magic, QB)
[Ghetto Commission]
I'm from the dirty south where n***as go to prison just by word of mouth
Slangin quarter keys to make them G's is what it's all about
I was brought up in the city of Gretna
Had nerve with that n***a Pepper
That's you gots to put pressure on me to make it so they test ya
I used to hang across that water
That mighty 9 and other sections
While louging in the club, I packed a snub nosed Smith and Wesson
f**in hoes, split the blunts and optimos, that's a war
These n***as out chea cut throat, so the crime rate never falling
It's a swamp n***a, we all ghost f**in riders as we stunt n***as
That scrappin sh** ain't happenin see you dead if yous a punk n***a
We floss around in Lexuses, from the boot to Houston, Texas
Any n***a that disrespect us, recieve a slug though they vest
I'm from where n***as end up lookin like funnels
When they crossin my tunnel
Left in bloody puddles, so it's a must, I represent my jungle
The bricks b**h, Marrero, where we ride slow
Go to war with Calicos, sendin n***as to thier burial
I'm tellin ya n***as'll be smellin ya, back at the can*l
n***as know we living foul with televised murder trials
We hustle, duckin JP's in laced up Ree's
White T's, we keep our rocks in the same place we keep our teeth
We meet at club James, known for blood stains
n***as stay in front of Tina's, get caught up in the game
n***a Chateau the's Place, back of Ames, and the Villa
Betty street, Garden road, Westbank, home of k**ers
[Mac]
From the eastbank to the westbank, it's our thing
From the third ward to the ninth ward, it's our thing
It's a N.O. thing, an N.O. thing, an N.O. thing
Throw your hood up and claim n***a, it's an N.O. thing
[Ghetto Commission]
Let me tell you about them boys in the fifteenth ward
Look they ain't playin
Any altercation with the enemy in they vicinity, they sprayin
When you see them n***as with the white hankerchiefs
You get to the land of the lost
Cause these n***as bout they paper, bout they come up at any cost
Many n***as done got k**ed on the battlefield of McClendon Ville
Ya ain't even gotta question, if these Christopher Homes soldiers real
They knockin nuts off back in the cutoff, them n***as bout it too
You doubt it, go test em, you can be another bloody body too
If I was you I'd keep my tool slippin round them Fischer Fools
Darkside, lightside, both sides, f**, homicide rules
Them boys over the hump poppin trunks if you gettin outta line
Algiers n***as packin that iron, respect our f**in mind
[Magic]
Now all you hear is ninth ward this, n***a ninth ward that
It's Mr. Magic, puttin my f**in hood on the map
You wanna die motherf**ers cause you're f**in with G's
You dig your own f**in grave when your f**in with these
So where my n***as at, throw your f**in nine in the air
Respect my mind, I represent it, like I just don't care
Desire and Galvez, n***a Dauphine and Flood
Be the only motherf**ers ever show me love
It's cause of me ninth ward comin up like a storm
So when you see me identify me by the nine on my arm
And if I die motherf**ers better sound the alarm
City under siege, Clinton couldn't stop this bomb
[QB]
f** with us you gettin slapped, only way survive the gun jam
Third ward, parkway, all the way, AK Spray, now tell me who's the baddest
The click I roll with will leave you in the basement
Call your mama, tell her make a replacement
That's 9 months she wasted
No years I be facing in the crescent
Tryin to teach an adolescent, f** them n***as I'm suggesting
You keep ya mouth closed, before ya body wind up with holes
Exploding blows, with blood all over your clothes
[Mac]
Check it
I'm camoflauged motherf**er, I'm bustin at they click
I make moves and keep these boss b**hes up on my dick
Been camoflauged up, ever since a young buck
I hit the scene like n***a what, do anybody wanna f**
With this murda murda k**er, blood spiller with rhyme
Or I cut your life short like my part in the last don
So much of a soldier even drove a tank to my prom
Affiliated with crime like you affiliated with moms
n***a
That's it?