Young Buck Lyrics

Album: Straight Outta Ca$hville

Welcome To The South Lyrics

(feat. Lil' Flip & David Banner)

 [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' Chikens In The Kitchen

 We Goto Prison, But Get Out And 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 Hennisey, 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 Our Dead Cousin's

 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