Ughhhh hahaha Welcome to the 504 n***a the dirty south
[O'Dell]
Living is so hard in the city of
Livin' Livin' Livin' is so hard in the city (2X)
[Master P]
Ughhhh I'm from the city of the go getters I mean the poor n***as
With n***as smelt like they richer hoes but they broke n***as
And the b**hes like the peapop (peapop)
And the n***as ride through the hood and like to slang rocks
And b**hes want to make n***as into they baby daddy's
And n***as still ride old school Caddies
And a bunch of block parties and borrowers on the corner
And n***as wish they could move to California
It never rain in the sun shine cuz down here the murder rate's high
And b**hes love to s** a line
A lot of gold teeth and nicknames like Big Suo Big Baz Hot Boy and Big Man
And you might get a rep if you're a k**er
The city of the crawdads bad cops and drug dealers
And hoes love you if you're famous
But n***as representin' wards in the projects is dangerous
(Chorus)(2X)
[Mac]
Young n***a got blast at the age of fourteen the dope fiends say
Bruise it up cuz he shoot it up everybody suited up screamin'
God Why he was a k**er and that's how most k**ers die
I used to tell him slow his roll back in '94
He was a trippy dog runnin' from the po-po
Robbin' n***as for their rangs and thangs
He ran up on the wrong n***a re-arranged his brain
Now check it in my city ain't no Crips and Bloods but n***as yell 3rd ward
Come equiped with slugs and n***as soldier rags throwin' at those who bags
Kickin' up dust chasin' paper that say in god we trust
Now the five can't do nothin' for my light bill some motherf**ers
Might k** for the right skrill in the city we do busy and bust
And n***a ya won't f** with us n***a what
(Chorus)(2X)