Dirty South, Dirty Jerz Lyrics - Ghetto Fabulous - Mystikal

No Limit 

Naughty 

The bomb lll 

Mystikal 

Ill Town 

Da big eazy, oh shit 

Dirty south, dirty Jerz, nigga fuck what you heard 

Your talk words don't serve while we slang on the curb 

We take it from a fuckin' fight to a stage and a mic 

If I don't take the Limo bitch I'm pushin' a bike 

Dirty south, dirty Jerz, nigga fuck what you heard 

Your talk words don't serve while we slang on the curb 

We take it from a fuckin' fight to a stage and a mic 

Yeah, yeah 

Us big niggaz get pussy while songs get cooked 

Fuck rough rhymes get hooked and young minds get shook 

Duck, don't rock, don't break, don't bend, don't fall 

Not gon' play, don't fake, don't stop to rest, don't pause none 

Top dough top pro on bitches 

Chop funk, not gon' bitch ass niggaz 

I wring they neck and slap they fuckin' mouth 

I run laps around the superdome 

Breast stroke the whole Mississippi to represent, the fuckin' South 

That's right, I said it 

I'm the fuckin' boxer in your face is where I'm headed 

You gotta whole lot of nerve dissin' the, South 

We ridin' all the way to Jersey 

We gon' keep up, but you keep on, keepin' on 

Y'all gon', keep on, gettin' the fuck on, bitch get gone 

Y'all heard me? Mystikal and Naughty, New Orleans and Jersey 

Dirty south, dirty Jerz, nigga fuck what you heard 

Your talk words don't serve while we slang on the curb 

We take it from a fuckin' fight to a stage and a mic 

If I don't take the Limo bitch I'm pushin' a bike 

Dirty south, dirty Jerz, nigga fuck what you heard 

Your talk words don't serve while we slang on the curb 

We take it from a fuckin' fight to a stage and a mic 

Yeah, yeah 

I heard somebody wantin' Naughty to get raw, ha 

I dismantle your fuckin' crew just like Apartheid 

Nigga you heard, there's no limit no gimmicks, to the shit I spit 

Ain't no magazine you know could count these mics I rip 

Comin' straight from Jersey, motherfuckers all those who curse me 

Running through you niggaz like Jackie Joyner Kersee 

Now, how many niggaz comin' better than this? 

Naughty by nature puts it down on some veteran shit 

And chins out of devour, while fuckin' at your baby shower 

Spittin' lyrics on you a hundred miles an hour 

Our zoo got no problems gettin' physical 

Naughty by nature down with Mystikal, you bitches foul 

Dirty south, dirty Jerz, nigga fuck what you heard 

Your talk words don't serve while we slang on the curb 

We take it from a fuckin' fight to a stage and a mic 

If I don't take the Limo bitch I'm pushin' a bike 

Dirty south, dirty Jerz, nigga fuck what you heard 

Your talk words don't serve while we slang on the curb 

We take it from a fuckin' fight to a stage and a mic 

Yeah, yeah 

You get your ass kicked when your only assets is ass bets 

You cry quicker than Angela Bassett, 'cause your cassette 

I'll trash it, like potatoes, beets, I'll mash it 

Bust dust to dust and turn ashes to ashes in masses 

I'm massive mashing bastards faster 

Question 'bout my pimping tell your bitch to ask it 

Chip-chop like all tops the store stops 

'Cause I'm raws likes strawberries on shortstops 

The beast from the east, the big future for the pharoah 

Diss my crew, do some spine travel on gravel 

Some fuhrilla shit, go and, peel your shit 

I want my, scrilla quick, on some gorilla shit 

Rhyme illest, no mimic, no quit it, gon' feel it 

Ill Town, divine mill it, no limit, fuck the spillage some 

Hear my shit and go and switch they style 

While I get down and wild with Mystikal 

Dirty south, dirty Jerz, nigga fuck what you heard 

Your talk words don't serve while we slang on the curb 

We take it from a fuckin' fight to a stage and a mic 

If I don't take the Limo bitch I'm pushin' a bike 

Dirty south, dirty Jerz, nigga fuck what you heard 

Your talk words don't serve while we slang on the curb 

We take it from a fuckin' fight to a stage and a mic 

Yeah, yeah