Welcome to the South

[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

[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)