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The sound of revenge, tell 'em what it is Mayne Welcome to the New World Order Atlanta, Georgia Houston, Texas The south is officially takin' over, he already know
Just look over your shoulder Let me see who just showed up It's the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop
Just look over your shoulder
Let me see who just showed up It's the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop
It's the mister fo fifth told 'em cookin' coke with baking soda Dub roller, pro smoker, wood gripper, pistol whipper Muck a nigga if he figure fuckin' with my figures Makes him richer he should know instead or it'll make him better
Than a money fuckin' with my money Get yo money stacked right outta Sunday school On a bright and sunny Sunday this ain't funny I ain't jokin' 'bout my coke and package come up shorter
Might kidnap yo wife and daughter bury them down deep in Georgia No D.A's a fuckin' lawyer prosecutin' witnesses We execute and start the shootin', start the lootin' Start the violence, start a riot
Get this motherfucker crunker, crunk as you can get it Pass that ho, I'm a hit it outta line, we gon' spit it Spit it vivid, 'cause I live it you don't walk it, you just talk it Pistol totin' and a loadin' that's how smokin' got this dope And I ain't hopin', steady slangin' right on yo trappa block Try your track, set up shop try and stop, pop, pop, pop
Just look over your shoulder Let me see who just showed up It's the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop
Just look over your shoulder Let me see who just showed up It's the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop
Hey, hey, hey this ain't about an image, this ain't about a gimmick Pussys stand to the side now the game got a menace I damn seen a city that I think is not the realest We bummin' on his ass, we finishin' his sentence
I only got a minute, I feelin' about a digit You lookin' at a nigga like I ain't about to get it I'm lookin' at the money like I ain't about to finish So you need to mind your business if you ain't about your business
I'm a H-Town soldier I'm a come with the trunk up yeah I'm a gon' remind ya If you ain't gettin' it you shoulda told ya father Nigga Chamillionaire never show no problems
You don't want no problem Get 'em knees shoulda let the fo fo remind 'em Ya you tip on the ride 'em I be ridin' fo fo's on the door beside 'em
6' 6" tall lookin' like he a center 10 tatoos lookin' like he a killa Skinny ass niggas don't fight with a nigga Pull out a billfold, put a price on a nigga
I have this camp fo put a knife in a nigga From the car to his pocket then right in your liver Was a big boy that put a slice in the middle Ya head fast think you hold a mike with the killa
Don't mess with the south homie, that's a dream Hallucinate or imagining so Double XL with the gats I mean Keep somethin' ready to blow in the magazine
And you know that southern cash is mean Franklin's frown for me when I stash my cream Pull up in candy paint that match my green Killer, Pastor and Koopa are the master machine
Just look over your shoulder Let me see who just showed up It's the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop
Just look over your shoulder Let me see who just showed up It's the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop
Y'all know me, it's PT well I hunt and all of that Black on black, with black tip, I can't help but represent I'm not content, I want more who the fuck you take me for? Studio rappers not the fortay, drop my top and bust my AK
No more play, N G A yeah, that's a classic Ridin' in the classic tote a mill and I blast 'em Send 'em to the casket, send 'em to the morgue Slap me a nigga 'cause I'm motherfuckin' bored
Chamillionaire, I camoflouge in my surrounding Get my desert E's and get to motherfuckin' poundin' Up and down the streets throwin' heat, out the driver's seat Ridin' to the beat tell them nigga just lay weak
Just look over your shoulder Let me see who just showed up It's the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop
Just look over your shoulder Let me see who just showed up It's the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop
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