Lyrics This Goes Out - Murphy Lee feat. Nelly, Roscoe, Cardan, Lil Jon and Lil Wayne
This
goes
out
to
my
Midwest
crew
Now
hold
ya
M-Dub
in
the
air
if
ya
feel
me
Fuck
'em
all
day,
fuck
'em
all
night
Candy
paint
on
D's
and
fo's
Yo,
ayyo
I
eat,
sleep,
shit,
rap
Hip
hop,
kidnap
Snoop
Dogg
'Lac
Wit
the
diamond
in
the
back
I
rep
it
like
a
mayor
mayn
Summin'
like
a
playa
mayn
St.
Louis
cookin'
And
I'm
Murphy
Lee
the
killer
mayn
As-salaama
lakem,
lakem
salaam
Praise
the
Lord
or
say
peace
to
God
I'm
just
a
Skool
Boy,
call
me
Mr.
Do-What-You-Do-Fool
Claim
where
you
from
or
we
will
claim
where
you
move
to
Home
is
where
you
make
it,
eat
a
meal
and
get
naked
You
can,
walk
in
yo
drawers
and
nobody
could
say
shit
I
got
STL
tatted
on
my
right
arm,
some
of
'em
saw
'em
I
ain't
dyin'
but
yo
I'm
definitely
gon'
fight
for
'em
And
keep
it
tight
for
'em,
and
keep
it
hype
for
'em
And
buy
at
the
bar
whatever
gon'
keep
the
night
goin'
Do
what
you
do
and
you
do
it,
just
do
it
big
And
if
you
live
to
get
it
then
you
gon'
get
it
how
you
live
'cuz
This
goes
out
to
my
West
Coast
crew
Throw
ya
dub
up
in
the
air
if
ya
feel
me
Fuck
'em
all
day,
fuck
'em
all
night
Hit
the
switch
on
yo
six
fo's
Naps,
rock,
skit
West
Coast
style
T-shirt,
khakalack,
swerve
in
the
Cadillac
Young
Roscoe,
the
black
Burt
Bacharach
Serve
the
sacks,
flippin'
skirts
like
acrobats
Now
dip
wit
ya
nigga,
I
take
you
on
a
ride
Through
that
place
known
worldwide
as
the
Westside
Chronic,
Daytons,
switches,
dubs
Cap
turned
to
the
back
wit
skirts
at
the
Caddy
shack
Los
Angeles
where
they
sag
to
the
mud
Drop
the
back
let
it
drag,
du
rags,
full
of
thugs
Ya
hard
to
the
back,
car
full
of
"blat"
Why
A's
decay,
we
ain't
hard
to
get
at
I
rock
a
5 double
O
wit
the
bubble
nose
Stop,
drop
the
top
I
holla
at
a
couple
hoes
Fo
sho
they
wanna
roll
wit
the
Philly
fanatic
Runnin'
the
radio
in
Cali
'cuz
I
stay
in
the
traffic
This
goes
out
to
my
East
Coast
crew
Throw
ya
E's
up
in
the
air
if
ya
feel
me
Fuck
'em
all
day,
fuck
'em
all
night
Rock
ya
hoodies
and
Timbo's
Yo,
yo,
step
in
the
party
like
Sippin'
on
Bacardi
like
I
hooked
up
wit
the
'Tics
they
like
It's
gettin'
frisky
for
me
Girls,
they
strippin'
for
me
Lil'
Jon
you
wit
us
homey?
I
gettin'
brainin',
pimpin'
I
can't
complainin'
It's
crazy
I
can't
explain'
it,
it's
the
Derrty
Entertainment
Man,
I
like
to
stop
and
go,
she
like
to
mop
and
glow
Lovin'
this
track
'cuz
we
gonna
rock
and
roll
I
huff
and
puff
until
my
indo's
gone
So
I,
get
to
stompin'
wit
my
Timbo's
on
We
might
be
floppin'
homey,
we
all
critic
Welcome
to
Harlem
World
A.K.
New
York
City
We
forever
runnin'
round,
here
forever
creepin'
Up
all
night
'cuz
homey
we
ain't
never
sleepin'
But
I
came
to
do
this
wit
my
derrty
Murphy
Y'all
niggas
betta
obey,
'cuz
you
can
get
it
This
goes
out
to
my
Dirty
South
crew
Throw
ya
S
up
in
the
air
if
ya
feel
me
Fuck
'em
all
day,
fuck
'em
all
night
If
ya
tempted
to
throw
them
bows
Get
yo
hands
up
bitch
Show
yo
goddamn
clit
Get
yo
hands
up
bitch
Show
yo
goddamn
clit
We
gon'
drink
a
fifth
of
Hen
And
we
gon'
rock
it
to
this
bitch
We
gon'
drink
a
fifth
of
Hen
And
we
gon'
rock
it
to
this
bitch
We
represent
that
Dirty
We
ain't
expectin'
no
shit
We
represent
that
Dirty
We
ain't
expectin'
no
shit
We
wild
out
in
the
club
Same
shit
we
don't
give
a
fuck
We
wild
out
in
the
club
Same
shit
we
don't
give
a
fuck
Lil'
Weezy,
fuckin'
Baby,
5'4
fo'
4-5
make
a
nigga
go
I'm
a
fly
young
nigga,
ho
South
cold's
great
Stay
low
when
get
cake
Yeah,
me
no
play
we
can
take
it
outside
Never
met
a
nigga
take
myself
pride
It's
Wizzy
Wizzle,
Southside
guy
Outside
fly,
gutta
gutta
in
the
South,
wild
5
I
represent
that
money
I
ain't
scared
to
throw
my
shit
up
Soon
as
I
throw
it
high
up,
holla
back,
Squire
I'm
screwed
up
I
drive
slow
not
fast
Birdman
Jr.
I
got
stones
not
cash,
bitch
I'm
from
the
swamp
I
smoke
dro
not
grass
P.O.C.
rolled
on
my
hands,
got
a
90
degree
fo'
in
my
pants
Give
you
this
respect
I'm
still
mackin',
you
can
smell
the
Pimp
Juice
on
my
breath
Get
yo
hands
up
bitch
Show
yo
goddamn
clit
Get
yo
hands
up
bitch
Show
yo
goddamn
clit
We
gon'
drink
a
fifth
of
Hen
And
we
gon'
rock
it
to
this
bitch
We
gon'
drink
a
fifth
of
Hen
And
we
gon'
rock
it
to
this
bitch
We
represent
that
Dirty
We
ain't
expectin'
no
shit
We
represent
that
Dirty
We
ain't
expectin'
no
shit
We
wild
out
in
the
club
Same
shit
we
don't
give
a
fuck
We
wild
out
in
the
club
Same
shit
we
don't
give
a
fuck
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1 Be Myself (Intro)
2 Head From A Midget
3 'How Many Kids You Got'
4 Murphy's Law
5 Granpa Gametight
6 Gods Don't Chill
7 Regular Guy
8 Murphy Lee
9 Red Hot Riplets
10 Cool Wit It
11 This Goes Out
12 I Better Go
13 Hold Up
14 Don't Blow It
15 Same Ol' Dirty
16 Wat da Hook Gon Be
17 Shake Ya Tailfeather (Radio)
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