[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! *
Verse One: Mystikal
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 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!
Chorus
Verse Two: Vinnie
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 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 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
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Verse Three: Treach
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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