Ready?

A'ight

Look here ****

Been a long time comin'

No more talk

Fuck this intro shit!

Start the music!

This right here, yeah

Where the fuck, ****

Ain't never fuck ****

Tell em

That don't wanna play this South shit

OK

ATL, South Carolina, Mississippi, North Carolina, Louisiana, Florida, Tennessee, Alabama

Mah pistol's blarin' (What?)

An' I'm not carin' (Tell 'em!)

Because I'm ready for action!

These **** think I'm playin'

Mah Tec-9 be sprayin' (What?)

So partna tell me what's happenin'

These streets is real

These **** can't steal (What?)

For the jump out boys when they drive by

So if you ready for it

Smoke dro for it (Tell 'em)

An' if you’re hatin', fuck **** what's happenin'

Adamsville, Watts, WestSide, Decatur

What's up?

Fuck them **** if they don't wanna claim this ATL (Blahw)

Catch a hot shell

My **** know (What?)

Y'all some hoes

If I see ya on the block **** I'll let you know

What's it gonna be (Tell 'im!)

Tell me what you choose (Tell 'im!)

I claim this Dirty muthafucka **** win or lose

Don't know my enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on dem ****

So what the fuck!

Don't know mah enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on dem ****

So what the fuck!

Shawty ya knows about me (Tell 'em!)

The streets is talkin' (What?)

Da hostile takeova is comin' shortly

They call me Crusher

Tha Mutliator

Mr. Smack-a-bitchboy, I hate the fakers

I got these hoods locked and load

Just for killin'

The South is takin' ova, I see you tremblin'

We keep 'em bouncin' (What?)

Ain't nuthin' changed **** (What?)

This for mah soldiers, hustlas, killas, gorillas

Yes!

On da fuck, ****!(Blam)

Surely it don't get no reala

Don't know mah enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on them ****

So what the fuck!

Don't know mah enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on them ****

So what the fuck!

Ain't mad is ya? (What?)

Then bring da pain (C'mon!)

Cause muthafucka ain't a damn thang changed

I'ma still ride low-lows on Rios man (Tell 'em!)

I'm still takin'

An' stealin' lame

An' scared to walk down yo’ own block, mayne (What?)

An **** in yo’ hood is say you soft, mayne

It's time the new regiment to start mayne

TI (Tell 'em!)

Killer Mike, Pastor Troy (What?)

David Banner (Tell 'em!)

Wassup boy (OK)

It's time for us to show the really real

This down South **** is so trill

I put mah fist in a fuck ****'s grill

An be talkin' bad 'bout where the fuck I live

An be talkin' bad 'bout where the fuck I live

Don't know mah enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on them ****

So what the fuck!

Don't know mah enemies yo!

And lock and load mah Calico

And buck on them ****

So what the fuck!