Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To The South

Young Buck, Lil Flip, David c'mon
G-Unit in bitch, G-Unit in this bitch

The dirty, show 'em how the South do
Gold Grills, Deville's sittin' on 22's
The dirty, dirty show 'em how the south do
We pop pills, shoot to kill, you know what we
And on of G-Unit, welcome to the South

Working wood wheel, y'all don't know how good it feel
come to Cashville, y'all gon' see how hood it is
We in the projects, cookin' chickens in the
We go to prison, but get out and go to get in it
Your hood no harder than mine, bitch, we all thuggin'
We fight in clubs, hit the parkin' lot and start

I know I'm country, I can't help it, I'm Tennessee
I'm throwin' up this and blowin' up my enemy
Y'all niggas remember me? Not because the tennekee
But Buck been A G', I give a fuck who you be boy
I want in on everything, a dime bag, if so see me for it
To be a star, all you need is a Jar
soldiers and some baking soda, you can buy that car

Gold Grills, Coupe' Deville's sittin' on
The dirty, dirty show 'em how the South do
We pop pills, to kill, you know what we 'bout
And on behalf of G-Unit, to the South

I swear on the soul's of our dead
I bustin', man I'm comin' A.K. 40's bustin'
7's and Mack
I 'em all I ain't no hoe
But niggas don't till you kick a nigga
Smack him that Callico
I'm tryin' to in God's plan
But I had to these fagots
That your fuckin' with a man, ya
I left niggas needin' path

And y'all probably live to see this weekend
Gotta go, go, fuckin' Mash out
I hit the dro' a lil more and then I out
the H2, bitches I hate you
Now you keep talkin' shit, I kidnap and you
Let them rape you
it's back to Mississippi, if ya boys want revenge
Tell them come and get me
'Cuz I was in this bitch to tie
I'm in Queens, in your 'Lac, with bitch, gettin' high

Gold Grills, Coupe' Deville's sittin' on
The dirty, dirty baby 'em how the South do
We pop pills, shoot to kill, you know we 'bout
And on behalf of G-Unit, welcome to the

I'm the King, it ain't no mystery, so fuck y'all niggas me
I'm goin' in history, I'm leavin' with a victory
Yo' baby Momma kissin' me, talkin' 'bout she me
Since I'm a star, when I hit the door, they friskin' me
I pack a pack a pound, just ask around
Like 50, I'll You Down
Run to ya' crib and ya' pounds, everybody on the ground

You my niggas hold me down
What goes around around
I represent H-Town, still run the
With bricks on the Greyhound, spree's on my
I'm I made it out the game, it gotta be a better way
Now we cheeda', now we on another level
Clover G and G-Unit, Young Buck, shut 'em down

Gold Grills, Coupe' Deville's on 22's
The dirty, dirty baby show 'em how the do
We pop pills, to kill, you know what we 'bout
And on of G-Unit, welcome to the South

Gold Grills, Coupe' sittin' on 22's
The dirty, baby show 'em how the South do
We pop pills, shoot to kill, you what we 'bout
And on behalf of G-Unit, to the South