Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To The South

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

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

Working this wood wheel, y'all don't know how good it
come to Cashville, y'all gon' 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 in clubs, hit the parkin' lot and start bustin'

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

Gold Grills, Coupe' Deville's sittin' on
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, to the South

I swear on the soul's of our cousin's
I ain't bustin', man I'm comin' A.K. bustin'
7's and 11's
I 'em all I ain't no hoe
But niggas don't till you kick a nigga
him with that Callico
I'm tryin' to stay in God's
But I had to show these
That your fuckin' a man, ya bitch
I left them niggas needin'

And probably won't live to see this weekend
Gotta go, gotta go, fuckin' out
I hit the a lil more and then I pass out
Crashin' the H2, I hate you
Now you talkin' shit, I kidnap and ducktape you
Let them rape you
Then it's back to Mississippi, if ya boys revenge
Tell bitches come and get me
'Cuz I was in this bitch to tie
I'm in Queens, in your 'Lac, with bitch, gettin' high

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

I'm the King, it ain't no mystery, so y'all niggas dissin' me
I'm down in history, I'm leavin' with a victory
Yo' baby kissin' me, talkin' 'bout she missin' me
I'm a star, when I hit the door, they never friskin' me
'Cuz I pack a a pound, just ask around
Like 50, I'll You Down
Run to ya' crib and snach ya' pounds, everybody on the

You know my niggas me down
What goes around around
I H-Town, still 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 Clover G and G-Unit, Young Buck, 'em down

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

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