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Hey I remember when I came  came 
I didn't have to ask nobody in the streets to scream my name  name 
'Cause we got a lock on this whole city 
And got a key to the Dirty South  and the South coast  now play with me 
So bring your semi thirty art thirty 
If you put your hands on a Calhoun player  it's gon' get dirty  dirty 
And everybody trying to claim boss 
But that's just talk  you don't really wanna turn these mics off 
They trying to slick us with our own slang 
Using our words like back and forth, just calling us up out our name 
See and for that they gonna pay, pay 
Everything they did in one week, I'ma do in one day 
You can say that it's about to start 
Don't call us rappers, 'cause nowadays a rapper ain't considered smart 
So I just stay away from those haters 
And anybody in my clique who roll with me, you a Creator 
So it's like, who do you believe in 
Just like the hustler came back once, the clock is gon' strike twelve again 
And I'm most requested in my old hood 
>From Martel to Springdale, and all through Club Candlewood 
You can ask Cool Cane or Dre-High 
Either Po-boy, Dirty Red, or they ?gon' cut? I'm fire, fire 
And they consider me that raw, raw 
And your partners where you represent they say you got that flaw, flaw 
And Cool Breeze, he got that hard, hard 
And ain't nobody taking nothing, and don't want nothing to start, start 
So when I'm riding through the hood, hood 
They respect me when they see me, 'cause they know I got that good, good 

[Chorus X2] 
That's right, we got that GOOD, GOOD 
>From every street to every borough, and back to every HOOD, HOOD 
That's right, we got that GOOD, GOOD 
>From every street to every borough, and back to every HOOD, HOOD 

And can't nobody touch my team, team 
Just like EJ from Southwest ATL, my partner got that green, green 
And we gon' come through kicking the most game 
Taking fo' sho' routes, and pointing out the lane, lanes 
So when you come and you ride through 
It won't be no mystery, who everybody listening to 
That's right, 'cause all we do is stack, stack 
And Organize this Noize, and everybody know that 
Plus we testing out this new sound 
Everybody done put down, now we breaking up some new ground 
'Cause we serve 'em up that real, real 
And be forever Dirty South, in this place we live, live 
That's what make the brothers hawk, hawk 
Trying to step up and showcase, all that is is talk, talk 
See Cool Breeze, he ain't your fool, fool 
So don't ask me no questions, like what makes me so cool, cool 
They'd rather see me in the Chain Gang 
Than rolling a V-12, riding on them thang, thangs 
I get respect out to Alabama 
To the West Coast to the East, then right back to Atlanta 
And that's how we keep it tight, tight 
I come through busting the door first, the we ship it out the same night 
So when I'm riding through the hood, hood 
They respect me when they see me, 'cause they know I got that good, good 

[Chorus X4] 
That's right, we got that GOOD, GOOD 
From every street to every borough, and back to every HOOD, HOOD 
That's right, we got that GOOD, GOOD 
From every street to every borough, and back to every HOOD, HOOD

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