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

Working this wood wheel, y'all know how good it feel
Just come to Cashville, 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 ain't no than mine, bitch, we all thuggin'
We fight in clubs, hit the parkin' lot and start

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

Gold Grills, Deville's sittin' on 22's
The dirty, dirty baby 'em how the South do
We pop pills, shoot to kill, you what we 'bout
And on of G-Unit, welcome 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 you kick a nigga
Smack him with that
I'm tryin' to stay in God's
But I had to show these
That your fuckin' a man, ya bitch
I them niggas needin' path

And y'all won't live to see this weekend
Gotta go, gotta go, Mash out
I hit the a lil more and then I pass out
Crashin' the H2, bitches I you
Now you talkin' shit, I kidnap and ducktape you
Let Fagots rape you
Then back to Mississippi, if ya boys want revenge
Tell bitches come and get me
I was born in this bitch to tie
I'm in Queens, in your 'Lac, your 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, welcome to the

I'm the King, it no mystery, so fuck y'all niggas dissin' me
I'm goin' in history, I'm leavin' with a victory
Yo' baby Momma kissin' me, talkin' 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' and snach ya' pounds, everybody on the ground

You my niggas hold me down
What goes around comes
I represent H-Town, still run the
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
Clover G and G-Unit, Young Buck, shut 'em down

Gold Grills, Deville's sittin' on 22's
The dirty, dirty baby show 'em how the 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 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, to the South