[Treach] No Limit. [Myst.] Naughty!. [Treach] Da bomb Ill. [Myst.] Mystikal!. [Treach] IllTown. [Myst.] Da Big Eazy.. (oh shit) HAH!. Chorus: Treach (2X). Dirty South Dirty Jerz nigga fuck what ya heard. Your talk words don't serve while we slang on the curb. We take it from a fuckin fight to a stage and a mic. If I don't take the limo bitch I'm pushin a bike. * 2X - last line replaced with YEAYY-YAY! *. Verse One: Mystikal. Us big niggaz get pussy while songs get cooked. Fuck rough rhymes get hooked and young minds get shook. Duck don't rock don't break don't bend don't fall. Not gon' play don't fake don't stop to rest don't pause none. Top dough top pro on bitches. Chop funk not gon' bitch ass niggaz. I wring they neck and slap they fuckin mouth. I run laps around the Superdome. Breast stroke the whole Mississippi to represent THE FUCKIN SOUTH. That's right I said it!. I'm the fuckin boxer in your face is where I'm headed. Blaow you gotta whole lot of nerve dissin the.. South. We ridin all the way to Jersey. We gon' keep up but you keep on keepin on. Y'all gon' keep on gettin the fuck on bitch get gone!. Y'all heard me? Mystikal and Naughty. New Orleans and Jersey!. Chorus. Verse Two: Vinnie. Yo yo yo. I heard somebody wantin Naughty to get raw ha. I dismantle your fuckin crew just like Apartheid nigga ya heard?. There's No Limit no gimmicks to the shit I spit. Ain't no magazine you know could count these mics I rip. Comin straight from Jersey motherfuck all those who curse me. I'm running through you niggaz like Jackie Joyner Kersee. Now how many niggaz comin better than this?. Naughty By Nature puts it down on some veteran shit. And chins I devour while fuckin at your baby shower. Spittin lyrics on you a hundred miles an hour. Our Zoo got no problems gettin physical. Naughty By Nature down with Mystikal you bitches foul. Chorus. Verse Three: Treach. You get your ass kicked when your only assets is ass bets. You cry quicker than Angela Bassett cause your cassette. I'll trash it like potatoes beets I'll mash it. Bust dust to dust and turn ashes to ashes in masses. I'm massive mashing bastards faster. Question bout my pimping tell your bitch to ask it. Chip-chop like all tops the store stops (it stops here). Cause I'm raws likes strawberries on shortstops (it comes now). The Beast from the East the big future for the pharoah. Diss my crew do some spine travel on gravel. Some fuhrilla shit go and peel your shit. I want my scrilla quick on some gorilla shit. Rhyme illest no mimic no quit it gon' feel it. IllTown divine mill it No Limit fuck the spillage some. hear my shit and go and switch they style. While I get down and wild with Mystikal. Chorus.