Welcome to the South

Chamillionaire

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    [Chorus]
    [Chamillionaire]

    Welcome to the South
    Try to criticize us for how we live
    They gon do the same things that we just did
    Betta watch your mouth
    Try to criticize us for how we spit
    And say you respect the money that we get
    Welcome to the south
    Watch em criticize everything we did
    And expect that us to never even trip
    We know them grills and candy paint
    So be careful what you say
    Cuz we might just throw it right back in your face
    Betta watch your mouth

    [Verse 1]
    [Chamillionaire]

    Uh I cross the globe
    I hit a hater
    Same whispers from state to state
    If you didn't say then this aint for you
    Don't worry bout it cuz you can't relate
    Before you buy me then you criticize me
    While you beside me
    Lets get it straight
    Cuz you remind me of the kid beside me
    Same rapper that you say you hate
    Wanna criticize then fine
    Say the south got simple rhymes
    Everytime I travel i'm in the backyard that act just like mine
    Same rhyme just different times
    I don't think that it changed a lil
    Used to show our grills and they be like ew
    Nowadays they all say thats ill
    I remember when the major label
    Wouldn't even come pay a visit
    Used to say they had love for us but
    They just blowin them suspect kisses
    Now you watchin me see you plottin me
    Can't act like we ain't suspicious
    Shoot the slugs you shoot at us but when you bust your thang it misses, uh
    I aint leavin much trippin
    Cuz im a man boy im ??
    Im decidin where i'm residing
    Should never tolerate domestic violence
    I know you rather me just relax and sit back in silence
    But i'm the owner not just the client
    Shit the south is where I stay at

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    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2]
    [Chamillionaire]
    [Welcome to the South featuring Pimp C lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

    Don't knock the swagga, dont knock the swagga
    Then turn around and be a swagger jacker
    You a man and you should be a man
    Don't walk around without an Adam's apple
    We was lookin at it from a distance
    But we wasn't trippin cuz it had to happen
    Styrophone cup and a snapla, you actin like you been a fan of rappin
    You was hatin or participatin when you saw a sub ?? slidin through
    You and everybody else that did it, they applauded them and they applauded you
    You actin like somebody made ya say it
    Took your hand and then applied the glue
    Turn around and give the mic to you
    And now you end up lookin like a fool
    Can't holla ya, some followers
    and thats the reason i'm in the lead
    The rest of yall are some benchwarmers and gettin mad cuz I'm in the lead
    I'm switchin speeds, don't get fatigued
    Yall behind in line, yall chasin me
    Yall finna see my energy, so get off my back and let a playa breathe
    I won't lie and act lyin like i'm the one supportin everything
    Like southern rappers ain't never lame
    Like some of these boys don't f**k up the game
    Most of us do our thang
    And the rest of em leave my ears in pain
    But thats him and he sure aint me
    So don't look at us like we all the same

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3]
    [Pimp C]
    South side candy rider
    Never been a socializer
    Flyin high, work grinder, knock ya gal you can't find her
    She was sittin on butter
    Hundred thousand under her ass
    I was workin the wood, circle smokin candy mashin on the gas
    I can't be you, I can't do you
    I just do me, if you ain't
    Been where I been then you can't
    Be who I be if you ain't
    Seen what I see and you can't see what I see
    I put the bricks in the rolla with slabs on that wasn't free
    Been a legend in the south since the year '93
    Pocket full of stones, menace to society
    The heart in the car chrome and folds, not B's
    Now everybody pimpin and they all got keys
    Nigga please, you work for UPS
    They say they smokin dro but all I keep smellin is stress
    I roll with the best
    92 million screwin the Lexus
    I might not be nothin to you
    But i'm the shit in that Texas

    Welcome to the South (fading)

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    Composición: Chamillionaire

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