| Young Buck lyrics
Welcome To The South (feat. David Banner & Lil' Flip) lyrics
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
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
Working This Wood Wheel Ya'll Don't Know How Good It Feel
Just Come To Cashville Ya'll Gon See How Hood It Is
We In The Projects Cookin' Chikens In The Kitchen
We Goto 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 Cant Help It I'm From Tennessee I'm Throwin' Up This Hennisey
And Blowin Up My Enemies
Ya'll Niggas Remember Me?
Not Because The Bird's Tennekee
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
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
David Banner:
I Swear On The Soul's Of Our Dead Cousin's
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 Niggas 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 Niggas Needin'Path
And Ya'll 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 U 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
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
Lil Flip:
I'm The King It Ain't No Mystery So Fuck Ya'll Niggas 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 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 Niggas 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
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
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 Sout
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Prices On My Head (feat. Lloyd Banks & D-tay) lyrics
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Stomp (feat. T.i. & Ludacris) lyrics
Taking Hits (feat. D-tay) lyrics
Thou Shall lyrics
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