Southern Dialect - Big Mike

These niggas ain't feelin us 

It's the best kept secret, baby 

Down south 
We got women on the beach 
Swerve on streets 
Players ridin drop 
And the flips won't stop 

[Verse 1] 
Now tell me what y'all know about a player like me comin through steppin 
I'm wreckin, New Orlean'an, and in 1984 turned Texan 
Lyrically flexin I made a name for myself 
Gained love, not in clubs, on streets, and I dealt 
With these playa-hatas out here among us in the game 
I had to pass em by cause it really wasn't my thing 
Now don't you wanna scream it like you mean it 
To them fools who said I couldn't do it 
The ones that said that if I left the group, then I'd be ruined 
Keep on doin what you're doin 
That's what my conscience said, use your head, and you'll win 
Cause them haters who I thought was my partners, wasn't really my niggas 
They reneged, they couldn't stand to see me get big in the business 
That's why they player-hated me 
Talkin my business to them broads like we related, gee? 
It never faded me cause I know where my head is at 
Know where I'm headed at, that's why I keep on makin... 

[Chorus] 
Now the deeper the root 
The bigger the square of the loot 
When people think of the bomb shit, they think of the boon, fool 
I'm speakin the truth, partner, seek and you'll find 
Southern dialect, I'm regulatin, that's how I gets down for mine 

[Verse 2] 
It's on to the break of dawn 
So why should I stop kickin these fly-ass rhymes 
That's puttin these knots in my pocket? I'm 
About to rock until I can't no mo' 
I'm takin this here all the way to the bank for dough