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 Then 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 ain't 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 ain't leavin much trippin Cuz im a man where I'm residing Im decidin where I'm residing Should never tolerate domestic violence I know you'd 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] Don't knock the swagga, don't 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 rappers You was hatin or participatin when you saw sub anuba 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 like I'm the one supportin everything Like southern rappers ain't never lame Like some of these boys don't eff 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 ain't 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)