Dedication

This is dedicated to you You and you [Mr. Do It 2 Death talking] So you wanna spread a lot of talk about my city Milwaukee huh All that talk about Laverne and Shirley Happy Days, all that bullshit What the fuck ya think, ain't no niggas here We got something fo ya mutha fuckas I got something fo ya mutha fuckas [Chorus] You've been hatin' on my city fo a while Now we had to shout y'all down And if you don't let us thru the do' We gonna go get the 4-4 Oh act like you didn't know From you bustas to you suckas to you hoes I know one thang fo sho Betta not bring your ass around my city [Coo Coo Cal talking] All my Thug P niggas, all my Hillside niggas All my Lincoln Park niggas, all my tre-8 niggas [Mr. Do It 2 Death talking] All my 4-5 niggas, all my 2-6 niggas My tre-4 niggas, my 4-8 niggas [Coo Coo Cal talking] All my Eastside niggas, all my Northline nigaz All my Parklawn niggas, all my North Meadow niggas [Mr. Do It 2 Death talking] All my Hillside niggas, my 2-8 niggas My 2nd & Keith niggas, all my Rest In Peace niggas [Verse 1: Coo Coo Cal] It's Milwaukee Wis-consin, stompin' over the game of rap Got lil' pimp in us, (?) got game and a strap It's where the thugs stay and drugs lay But hungry hoes will pack your shit and turn some tricks Cuz we won't budge babe, we play the game till the last quarter If money drop like the spot then you can't leave till the last boulder We gettin' older, and wise 'n rise wit advengance Puttin away then 'lacs and comin back slid'n in dem Benz's We blowin' up like the World Trade Half of the scratch we pack Come from rap, and all the rest your girl made So if we don't see you at the top Wavin' hangin outta drop dawg Bumpin one of my songs that got the game on lock Top of the charts with this hardest rap It's Coo Coo Cal chap representin Milwaukee where I started at Whoever thought of that of us bubblin up like champaigne Ridin' thru your city on dem thangs nigga, fo real [Chorus] Ain't been to the city in awhile Now we had to shout y'all down And if you don't let us thru the do' We'll have to go and get the 4-4 Oh act like y'all didn't know From the west to the sucka city hoes I know one thang fo sho Ya betta not bring your ass hoe [Mr. Do It 2 Death talking] All my 2-9 niggas, my 8-tre niggas All my 1-4, 1-5, and 1-9 niggas [Coo Coo Cal talking] All my 86 niggas, my 6-tre niggas My 2-4 niggas and my 1-9 nigga [Mr. Do It 2 Death talking] All my eye-to-eye niggas, my stumpdown niggas My Infinite 4-5 niggas and Block Mob niggas [Coo Coo Cal talking] All my O.P. niggas, my PPD niggas My 2-7 niggas, and dem 4-5 niggas [Verse 2: Mr. Do It 2 Death] Nigga, fuck what ya heard, Milwaukee County 'till they down me Do It 2 Death Midwest you know how my town be niggas Big pimpin', ridin' 20 inches Twerkin in Excursion, workin dem thirty-sixes Pimps up, hoes down... Kenny Ivy All the niggas be-sheist hoes, greezy-grimmy Love my city these streets remind me All the days I used to hustla wit dem D's behind me Hello, niggas still ghetto, still playin' games Still Jheri-curled up, still slang 'caine Milwaukee County niggas here now, still gone change We the last niggas to get in this game, holla [Chorus] Ain't been to the city in awhile Now we had to shout y'all down And if you don't let us thru the do' We'll have to go and get the 4-4 Oh act like y'all didn't know From the west to the sucka city hoes I know one thang fo sho Ya betta not bring your ass hoe [Coo Coo Cal talking] All my Green Bay niggas, my Racine niggas My K-Town niggas and my Madison niggas [Mr. Do It 2 Death talking] All my Southside niggas, my L.K. niggas My mexicano, latino, ese niggas [Coo Coo Cal talking] All my "Peek-a-boo" niggas, my Waupan niggas My Dodge County niggas and my H-O-C niggas [Mr. Do It 2 Death] All my Brookfield niggas, my Fox Spring niggas My Brown Deer (?) and River Hills niggas [Chorus] Ain't been to the city in awhile Now we had to shout ya'll down And if you don't let us thru the do' We'll have to go and get the 4-4 Oh act like ya'll didn't know From the west to the sucka city hoes I know one thang fo sho Ya betta not bring your ass hoe