Master P, O’Dell, MTYKI - Welcome to My City lyrics

Ughhhh hahaha Welcome to the 504
Nigga the dirty south

Living is so hard in the city of
Livin' Livin' Livin' is so hard in the city

Ughhhh I'm from the city of the go
Getters I mean the poor niggas
With niggas smelt like they richer
Hoes but they broke niggas
And the bitches like the peapop (peapop)
And the niggas ride through the hood
And like to slang rocks
And bitches want to make niggas
Into they baby daddy's
And niggas still ride old school Caddies
And a bunch of block parties
And borrowers on the corner
And niggas wish they could move to California
It never rain in the sun shine cuz
Down here the murder rate's high
And bitches 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 niggas representin' wards in
The projects is dangerous

Young nigga 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' niggas for their rangs and thangs
He ran up on the wrong
Nigga re-arranged his brain
Now check it in my city ain't no Crips
And Bloods but niggas yell 3rd ward
Come equiped with slugs and niggas 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 motherfuckers
Might kill for the right skrill in the
City we do busy and bust
And nigga ya won't fuck with us nigga what