Field Mob Da’ Durty

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!