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[Intro - Young Buck] Young Buck, Lil` Flip, David Banner c`mon G-Unit in this bitch, G-Unit in this bitch The dirty dirty Show `em how the South do
[Chorus - Young Buck] Gold grills, Coupe DeVilles sittin on 22`s The dirty, dirty baby, show `em how the South do We pop pills, shoot to kill, you know what we bout And on behalf of G-Unit, welcome to the South
[Verse 1 - Young Buck] Working this wood wheel, y`all don`t know how good it feel just come to cashville, y`all gon see how hood it is we in the projects, cookin` chikens in the kitchen we go to prison, but get out and go back to get in it your hood ain`t no harder than mine, bitch, we all thuggin` we fight in clubs, hit the parkin lot, and start bustin` I know I`m country, I can`t help it I`m from Tennessee I`m throwin` up this hennisey, and blowin up my enemies y`all niggaz remember me? (remember me?) not because the birds ten a ki` But Young Buck been a g`, I give a fuck who you be boy I want in on everything, a dime bag, if so come see me for it to be a star, all you need is a Pyrex Jar some soldiers, and some baking soda, you can buy that car
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[Verse 2 - David Banner] I swear on the souls of our dead cousins I ain`t fuckin, man I`m commin AK 40`s bustin` 7`s and Mack 11`s I told `em all I ain`t no hoe but niggaz don`t listen till you kick a nigga smack him with that callico I`m tryin to stay in gods plan but I hadta show these faggots that your fuckin with a man, ya bitch! I left them niggaz needin` path and y`all probly won`t live to see this weekend gotta go, gotta go, fuckin mash out I hit the dro` a Lil more and then I pass out crashin` the H2, bitches I hate you now you keep talkin shit, I kidnap and ducktape you let them faggots rape you then it`s back to Mississippi, if ya boys want revenge tell them bitches come and get me cuz I was born in this bitch to die I`m in Queens, in your `Lac, with your bitch, gettin` high
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[Verse 3 - Lil` Flip I`m the king, it ain`t no mystery, so fuck y`all niggaz dissin` me I`m goin` down in history, I`m leavin` with a victory Yo` baby momma kissin` me, talkin` `bout she missin` me since I`m a star, when I hit the door, they never friskin` me Cuz I pack a pound, just ask around, like 50 "I`ll back you down" run to Ya` crib and snach Ya` pounds, everybody on the ground you know my niggaz hold me down, what goes around comes around I represent H-Town, still run the underground with bricks on the greyhound, spree`s on my escalade I`m glad I made it out the game, it gotta be a better way now we gettin` cheeda`, now we on another level It`s clover G and G-Unit, Young Buck, shut `em down
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