[Intro: Master P]
Ughhhh hahaha Welcome to the 504 n***a the dirty south

[Chorus: O'Dell]
Living is so hard in the city of
Livin' Livin' Livin' is so hard in the city (2X)

[Verse 1: Master P]
Ughhhh! I'm from the city of the go getters I mean the poor n***as
With n***as smelt like they richer hoes but they broke n***as
And the bitches like the peapop (peapop)
And the n***as ride through the hood and like to slang rocks
And bitches want to make n***as into they baby daddy's
And n***as still ride old school Caddies
And a bunch of block parties and borrowers on the corner
And n***as wish they could move to California
It never rain in the sun shine cuz down here the murder rate's high
And bitches love to suck a line!
A lot of gold teeth and nicknames like Big Suo Big Baz Hot Boy and Big Man!
And you might get a rep if you're a killer
The city of the crawdads bad cops and drug dealers!
And hoes love you if you're famous
But n***as representin' wards in the projects is dangerous

[Chorus: O'Dell]
Living is so hard in the city of
Livin' Livin' Livin' is so hard in the city (2X)
[Verse 2: Mac]
Young n***a got blast at the age of fourteen the dope fiends say
Bruise it up cuz he shoot it up everybody suited up screamin'
God Why he was a killer and that's how most killers die
I used to tell him slow his roll back in '94
He was a trippy dog runnin' from the po-po
Robbin' n***as for their rangs and thangs
He ran up on the wrong n***a re-arranged his brain
Now check it in my city ain't no Crips and Bloods but n***as yell 3rd ward
Come equiped with slugs and n***as soldier rags throwin' at those who bags
Kickin' up dust chasin' paper that say in god we trust
Now the five can't do nothin' for my light bill some motherfuckers
Might kill for the right skrill in the city we do busy and bust
And n***a ya won't fuck with us n***a what

[Chorus: O'Dell]
Living is so hard in the city of
Livin' Livin' Livin' is so hard in the city (2X)