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    The filthy, nasty, dirty, south!
    I represent Albany gorillas, rock choppers, and drug niggas
    We bust shots and slugs on hot blocks of thug niggas
    I'm done talkin', I come walkin', short stalkin'
    If it's beef I shine in the dark and I keep my gun sparkin'
    Well it's the dirty, we young figgas plug rikkas
    Well stunnin', front with ya, we hunt and come hit ya
    Gizuh, now grab me and still might out run this
    We gonna tell the towman and woman, tell 'em sure done this
    They got me laughin' and jokin', crystal blastin' and smokin'
    Mashin' askin' for action while they gaggin' and chokin'
    Yeah that's real boy, them field boys be thug not
    You best watch the field tonight, we step into the southern house
    Look for field gores in tight clothes, hair weave and micros
    Field boys we smoke by, freak by these bow-ties
    Quick rain the flip flop, gangstank in the zip-locks
    Bitches need stitches whinin' bitches with lip gloss
    We filthy boy, we nasty boy, we dirty
    You beef with me, you be deceased, you heard me?
    Cottin' pickers, and rottin' niggas, we takin' over
    We field boys, we soldiers, representin' Georgia

    [Hook x2]
    It's da dirty (ha), da dirty (what), dirty
    Da dirty, boy it's real in the field
    It's da dirty (ha), da dirty (what), dirty (heard me?)
    The filthy, nasty, dirty, south!

    It's Boondox like that low-down, nasty, filthy fella from the field
    Dedicated to southern housin' and better make a meal
    The southern way, no other way, there's no better way to live
    Like sugar ass hoes that squeal, white king easy but real
    Southern crunk but your station the bunk, while the bass in the trunk,
    While you blazin' the gun, and too dirty ain't no wastin' his bong
    Representin' the place where you from, the gritty, bidding player
    Suberbans on twenties player, swing at a grinning player
    Smoltin' reds, foul heads, phase fours and glats
    The watermelon, beer can and peaches we roll with that
    Want a visit well, the welcomers deader than door mat
    Wanna beef well, run your way, do it in 'bout four flat
    Better know that a contemplayer and show that
    Them field mob cats fill the off with toe tacks
    If you can't survive in the dirty, player then go back
    Or run up a gorilla, gorillas that tow that

    [Hook x2]
    It's da dirty (ha), da dirty (what), dirty
    Da dirty, boy it's real in the field
    It's da dirty (ha), da dirty (what), dirty (heard me?)
    The filthy, nasty, dirty, south!

    Feel my foes from the field deep down in the south
    Smokin' t-shirts and jeans, watch we go here and by
    Say dirty, south! (dirty south!)
    Say dirty, south! (dirty south!)
    To my thugs from the field deep down in the south
    Real big guns and barred paper chasin' for clock
    Say dirty, south! (dirty south!)
    Say dirty, south! (dirty south!)
    Get him off him boy, get him off him boy
    Get him off him boy, get him (get him) off him boy
    Get him off him boy, get him off him boy
    Get him off him boy, get him (get him) off him boy
    Get him off him boy, get him off him boy
    Get him off him boy, get him (get him) off him boy
    Get him off him boy, get him off him boy
    Get him off him boy, get him (get him) off him boy

    [Hook x3 to fade]
    It's da dirty (ha), da dirty (what), dirty
    Da dirty, boy it's real in the field
    It's da dirty (ha), da dirty (what), dirty (heard me?)
    The filthy, nasty, dirty, south!

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