Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To The South

Young Buck, Lil Flip, David Banner
G-Unit in this bitch, G-Unit in this

The dirty, show 'em how the South do
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

this wood wheel, y'all don't know how good it feel
Just come to Cashville, y'all see how hood it is
We in the projects, chickens in the kitchen
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 lot and start bustin'

I I'm country, I can't help it, I'm from Tennessee
I'm throwin' up this Hennisey and up my enemy
Y'all niggas me? Not because the Bird's tennekee
But Young 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 is a Pyrex Jar
Some and some baking soda, you can buy that car

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

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

And y'all probably won't to see this weekend
go, gotta go, fuckin' Mash out
I hit the dro' a lil more and I pass out
Crashin' the H2, I hate you
Now you keep talkin' shit, I kidnap and you
Let them Fagots you
it's back to Mississippi, if ya boys want revenge
Tell them bitches and get me
'Cuz I was born in bitch to tie
I'm in Queens, in 'Lac, with your bitch, gettin' high

Gold Grills, Coupe' sittin' on 22's
The dirty, baby 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

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

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

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

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