Dirty Dirty Young Buck (Ft. 2 Chainz & Big Gipp)

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Instead of hating, you niggas should be congradulating
We the Malcolm X of the south Salamaleico
I know just where to take them, back to the block
Back to the four door Coopes, big old chain and watch
Put the pistol to a nigga temple, place the dot in the middle
And pop him like a pimple, it's simple, I tried it once
Still buying pumps, tech 9's and a40 cals
My shit full, but I can keep them at my shorty house
G-Unit holding it down, fuck what you done heard dawg
Listen to my bird call, it go brap
Nigga you know where I'm at, Cashville Tenakey
They didn't think that I would make it this far, remember me?
I got a cup big enough to hold a gallen of juice
I'm still pouring up for that nigga Screw
We got them hollaring

[Chorus: Young Buck]
Dirty dirty
You hear what they saying
The south here, you know we ain't playing
I gotta keep it dirty dirty
Sitting on 24's, still slamming catalac doors
Now welcome to the dirty dirty
Birds going for cheep
Gold teeth, you see them when we speak
It's bout to get dirty dirty
Now represent your hood
Do it just like a real nigga should
G-Unit in the dirty dirty