Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To The South

Young Buck, Lil Flip, David c'mon
in this 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 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

Working this wood wheel, y'all don't 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 ain't no harder than mine, bitch, we all thuggin'
We in clubs, hit the parkin' lot and start bustin'

I know I'm country, I can't help it, I'm Tennessee
I'm throwin' up Hennisey and blowin' up my enemy
Y'all niggas remember me? Not the Bird's 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 is a Pyrex Jar
Some soldiers and some baking soda, you can buy car

Gold Grills, Coupe' sittin' on 22's
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 swear on the soul's of our cousin's
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 in God's plan
But I had to these fagots
That your with a man, ya bitch
I left them needin' path

And y'all won't live 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 shit, I kidnap and ducktape you
Let Fagots rape you
it's 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, with bitch, gettin' high

Grills, Coupe' Deville's sittin' on 22's
The dirty, dirty show 'em how the South do
We pop pills, to kill, you know what we 'bout
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 Momma kissin' me, talkin' 'bout she me
Since I'm a star, when I hit the door, they never me
'Cuz I pack a a pound, just ask around
Like 50, I'll Back You
Run to ya' and snach ya' pounds, everybody on the ground

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

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

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