Young Buck - Welcome To The South Lyrics
Young Buck:Young Buck, Lil Flip, David Banner c'monG-Unit In This *****, G-Unit In This *****The Dirty, DirtyShow 'Em How The South DoGold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22'sThe Dirty, Dirty BabyShow 'Em How The South DoWe Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'BoutAnd On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The SouthWorking This Wood Wheel, Ya'll Don't Know How Good It FeelJust Come To Cashville, Ya'll Gon See How Hood It IsWe In The Projects, Cookin' Chikens In The KitchenWe Goto Prison, But Get Out And Go Back To Get In ItYour Hood Ain't No Harder Than Mine, *****, We All Thuggin'We Fight In Clubs, Hit The Parkin Lot, And Start Bustin'I Know I'm Country, I Cant Help It I'm From TennesseeI'm Throwin' Up This Hennisey, And Blowin Up My EnemiesYa'll Niggas Remember Me? Not Because The Bird's TennekeeBut Young Buck Been A G', I Give A ***** Who You Be BoyI Want In On Everything, A Dime Bag, If So Come See Me For ItTo Be A Star, All You Need Is A Pyrex JarSome Soldiers, And Some Baking Soda, You Can Buy That CarGold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22'sThe Dirty, Dirty BabyShow 'Em How The South DoWe Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'BoutAnd On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The SouthDavid Banner:I Swear On The Soul's Of Our Dead Cousin'sI Ain't *****in, Man I'm Commin Ak 40's Bustin',7's And Mack 11'sI Told 'Em All I Ain't No HoeBut Niggas Don't Listen Till You Kick A Nigga,Smack Him With That CallicoI'm Tryin To Stay In Gods PlanBut I Hadta Show These Faggots That Your *****in With A Man, Ya *****!I Left Them Niggas Needin'PathAnd Ya'll Probly Won't Live To See This Weekend,Gotta Go, Gotta Go, *****in Mash OutI Hit The Dro' A Lil More And Then I Pass OutCrashin' The H2, *****es I Hate YouNow U Keep Talkin Shit, I Kidnap And Ducktape YouLet Them Faggots Rape YouThen It's Back To Mississippi, If Ya Boys Want RevengeTell Them *****es Come And Get MeCuz I Was Born In This ***** To DieI'm In Queens, In Your 'Lac, With Your *****, Gettin' HighYoung Buck:Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22'sThe Dirty, Dirty BabyShow 'Em How The South DoWe Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'BoutAnd On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The SouthLil Flip:I'm The King, It Ain't No Mystery, So ***** Ya'll Niggas Dissin' MeI'm Goin' Down In History, I'm Leavin' With A VictoryYo' Baby Momma Kissin' Me, Talkin' 'Bout She Missin' MeSince I'm A Star, When I Hit The Door, They Never Friskin' MeCuz I Pack A Pack A Pound, Just Ask Around, Like 50 "I'll Back You Down"Run To Ya' Crib And Snach Ya' Pounds, Everybody On The GroundYou Know My Niggas Hold Me Down, What Goes Around Comes AroundI Represent H-Town, Still Run The UndergroundWith Bricks On The Greyhound, Spree's On My EscaladeI'm Glad I Made It Out The Game, It Gotta Be A Better WayNow We Gettin' Cheeda', Now We On Another LevelIt's Clover G And G-Unit, Young Buck, Shut 'Em DownYoung Buck:Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22'sThe Dirty, Dirty BabyShow 'Em How The South DoWe Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'BoutAnd On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The SouthGold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22'sThe Dirty, Dirty BabyShow 'Em How The South DoWe Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'BoutAnd On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South
