(feat. Mac, O'Dell)

Ughhhh hahaha Welcome to the 504 ^!$$% the dirty south


[O'Dell]


Living is so hard in the city of
Livin' Livin' Livin' is so hard in the city [x2]


[Master P]

Ughhhh I'm from the city of the go getters I mean the poor ^!$$%s

with ^!$$%s smelt like they richer hoes but they broke ^!$$%s
and the (*##$es like the peapop (peapop)
and the ^!$$%s ride through the hood and like to slang rocks

and (*##$es want to make ^!$$%s into they baby daddy's
and ^!$$%s still ride old school Caddies
and a bunch of block parties and borrowers on the corner

and ^!$$%s wish they could move to California
it never rain in the sun shine cuz down here the murder rate's high
and (*##$es love to suck 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 killer
the city of the crawdads bad cops and drug dealers

and hoes love you if you're famous
but ^!$$%s representin' wards in the projects is dangerous


[Chorus x2]

[Mac]


young ^!$$% 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 killer and that's how most killers die
I used to tell him slow his roll back in '94
he was a trippy dog runnin' from the po-po

robbin' ^!$$%s for their rangs and thangs
he ran up on the wrong ^!$$% re-arranged his brain
now check it in my city ain't no Crips and Bloods but ^!$$%s yell 3rd ward

come equiped with slugs and ^!$$%s 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 mother$#&@ers

might kill for the right skrill in the city we do busy and bust
and ^!$$% ya won't $#&@ with us ^!$$% what


[Chorus x2]