Welcome To The South (featuring Lil` Flip And David Banner) Lyrics

Welcome To The South (featuring Lil` Flip And David Banner) lyrics

[Young Buck:]

Young Buck, Lil Flip, David Banner c'mon

G-Unit In This Bitch, G-Unit In This Bitch

The Dirty, Dirty

Show 'Em How The South Do



Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's

The Dirty, Dirty Baby

Show 'Em How The South Do

We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout

And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South



Working This Wood Wheel, Ya'll Don't Know How Good It Feel

Just Come To Cashville, Ya'll Gon See How Hood It Is

We In The Projects, Cookin' Chickens In The Kitchen

We Go To Prison, But Get Out And Then Go Back To Get In It

Your Hood Ain't No Harder Than Mine, Bitch, 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 Tennessee

I'm Throwin' Up This Hennesey, And Blowin Up My Enemies

Ya'll Niggas Remember Me? Not Because The Bird's Tennekee

But Young Buck Been A G', I Give A Fuck Who You Be Boy

I Want In On Everything, A Dime Bag, If So Come See Me For It

To Be A Star, All You Need Is A Pyrex Jar

Some Soldiers, And Some Baking Soda, You Can Buy That Car



Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's

The Dirty, Dirty Baby

Show 'Em How The South Do

We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout

And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South



[David Banner:]

I Swear On The Soul's Of My Dead Cousins

I Ain't Fuckin, Man I'm Commin AK 40's Bustin',

7's And Mack 11's

I Told 'Em All I Ain't No Hoe

But Niggas Don't Listen Till You Kick A Nigga, 

Smack Him With That Callico

I'm Tryin To Stay In Gods Plan

But I Hadta Show These Faggots That Your Fuckin With A Man, Ya Bitch!

I Left Them Niggas Needin'Path

And Ya'll Probly Won't Live To See This Weekend, 

Gotta Go, Gotta Go, Fuckin Mash Out

I Hit The Dro' A Lil More And Then I Pass Out

Crashin' The H2, Bitches I Hate You

Now U Keep Talkin Shit, I Kidnap And Ducktape You

Let Them Faggots Rape You

Then It's Back To Mississippi, If Ya Boys Want Revenge

Tell Them Bitches Come And Get Me

Cuz I Was Born In This Bitch To Die

I'm In Queens, In Your 'Lac, With Your Bitch, Gettin' High



[Young Buck:]

Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's

The Dirty, Dirty Baby

Show 'Em How The South Do

We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout

And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South



[Lil Flip:]

I'm The King, It Ain't No Mystery, So Fuck Ya'll Niggas Dissin' Me

I'm Goin' Down In History, I'm Leavin' With A Victory

Yo' Baby Momma Kissin' Me, Talkin' 'Bout She Missin' Me

Since I'm A Star, When I Hit The Door, They Never Friskin' Me

Cuz 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 Ground

You Know My Niggas Hold Me Down, What Goes Around Comes Around

I Represent H-Town, Still Run The Underground

With Bricks On The Greyhound, Spree's On My Escalade

I'm Glad I Made It Out The Game, It Gotta Be A Better Way

Now We Gettin' Cheeda', Now We On Another Level

It's Clover G And G-Unit, Young Buck, Shut 'Em Down



[Young Buck:]

Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's

The Dirty, Dirty Baby

Show 'Em How The South Do

We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout

And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South

Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's

The Dirty, Dirty Baby

Show 'Em How The South Do

We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout

And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South