Mystikal feat. Naughty by Nature Dirty South, Dirty Jerz Lyrics

Ghetto Fabulous Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Round Out the Tank
  • 2 There He Go
  • 3 Keep the Hype
  • 4 That’s That Nigga
  • 5 Ghetto Fabulous
  • 6 Life Ain’t Cool
  • 7 I’m on Fire
  • 8 Watcha Want, Watcha Need
  • 9 The Stick Up
  • 10 I Smell Smoke
  • 11 Respect My Mind
  • 12 Stack Yo Chips
  • 13 Dirty South, Dirty Jerz
  • 14 Yaah!
  • 15 Let’s Go Do It
  • 16 What’s Your Alias?
  • [Treach] No Limit
    [Myst.] Naughty!
    [Treach] Da bomb Ill
    [Myst.] Mystikal!
    [Treach] IllTown
    [Myst.] Da Big Eazy.. (oh shit) HAH!

    [Chorus: Treach (2X)]
    Dirty South, Dirty Jerz, nigga fuck what ya 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
    * 2X - last line replaced with YEAYY-YAY! *

    Us big niggas 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 niggas
    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
    Blaow, 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!


    Yo, yo, yo
    I heard somebody wantin Naughty to get raw, ha
    I dismantle your fuckin crew just like Apartheid, nigga ya 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, motherfuck all those who curse me
    I'm, running through you niggas like Jackie Joyner Kersee
    Now, how many niggas comin better than this?
    Naughty By Nature puts it down on some veteran shit
    And chins I 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


    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 (it stops here)
    Cause I'm raws likes strawberries on shortstops (it comes now)
    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
    IllTown, 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


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