[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]