[Intro]
First off, I wanna say I thank all the radio stations
that EVER showed them Dirty Boyz some love
We `preciate that... but we doin` this for all our
down-south rappers that ain`t gettin` no love on
these video stations and on these radio stations...
All my down-south soldiers, they gon` keep doin`
this to us if ya`ll don`t stand up, right now and ride with us
STAND UP RIGHT NOW, AND NIGGA LET`S RIDE
[Verse 1: Big Pimp]
I don`t know if I`m goin`, or leavin`, or comin`
But I know Universal got us starvin` and hungry
I`m sick to my stomach, I vomit every time
I see a video on TV that ain`t mine
You know I ain`t lying, half of `em can`t rhyme
Black Entertainment... why ya`ll won`t play mine?
We gave two videos to B-E-T
For both, we paid 200 G`s a piece
Ya`ll must don`t like us, all ya`ll must hate us
We don`t get no love and support from our label
Two whole years, and ya`ll just dropped the album
With no fuckin` commercials or promotions to tell them
That we was comin`, so people could go runnin`
To the nearest music store, so we could have us some money
So I could feed all my kids, pay all my bills
Rent thirty days late, so where the FUCK we gon` live?
Nelly and Baby selling records way to Timbuktu
If ya`ll put all the money behind them, what the FUCK we gon` use?
But Nelly and Baby, we ain`t hatin`, we just lettin` it be known
To show the whole world how Universal, doin` us wrong
[Chorus]
Either you gon` love uuus (Either you gon` love uuus)
Or you gonna hate uuus---There`s no in-between
I sit and wonder where we went wrong
You motherfuckers better love us or just leave us alone
Either you with uuus (Either you with uuus)
Or you against uuus---There`s no in-between
I sit and wonder where we went wrong,
You motherfuckers better love us or just leave us alone
[Verse 2: Mr. G-stacka]
It`s like either you gon` love us, or hate us, bitch niggas, just face us
Two of the coldest thangs ever to touch pencil and paper
How the fuck they gon` replace us, knock`em off it they think such
Been in this game too long, I`ll let loose chrome before I get touched
`Cause this shit done got me too hot, and I wanna know who shot Tupac
`Cause them might be the same lames that try to make sure we don`t reach top
But I think not, `cause I keep glocks... Ya`ll niggas ain`t feelin` me
It`s time for Pimp and G to get rid of all wack niggas in this industry
It`s history, what they should be, all kinda unsolved mysteries
These hollow-T`s in this 2-2-3, will end your life so damn tragically
I`m talkin` to all the big men, with authority over our shit playin`
These niggas that`s over these video shows is hoes, and that`s what G sayin`
Rewind that back and replay it, if didn`t quite get through your head
I don`t bite my tongue for none, so why in the fuck am I supposed to be scared
Ya`ll bitches done brought the south shame, bitin` up all the south game
Then blowin` up off the south name, don`t never wanna give the south fame
But ya`ll better tell`em, that Gangsta straight rebellin`
I`ll go off, and put twenty holes in your cerebellum, you smell`em?
They try to stop us, but these niggas fellin`
And every time you see me this is what the fuck I`m yellin`
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Mr. G-stacka]
Now off the top I`m tellin` these lame ole, plain ole, sadiddy, and bourgie
Wanna-be white niggas, `round here judging gangsta music
See this here is not for you trick, get on up outta office
Let the hood niggas judge me, `cause the hood is the ones who bought this
In Vibe they tried to talk shit, them sissy there can suck dick
`Cause Pimp and G the rawest, everythang we spit is flawless
Why the hell they want to start us, spittin` false information
They staff get infiltrated, and bullets gon` penetrate `em
[Big Pimp]
And that`s how every rapper, comin` from down south feelin`
We can`t speak our minds `cause east coast run hip-hop television
And it`s so puzzling, to the fact and I really don`t get it
They still won`t play our video even though we put Tigger in it
`Cause we don`t dance around on all our videos like P. Diddy
Is ya`ll tellin` me that all my videos ain`t jiggy?
Oh, you hear me? And it`s a shame, and it`s a goddamn pity
How [BET] showin` more love to rappers from New York City
[Chorus]
