Ready? A'ight

Look here *****s, been a long time comin'
No more talk, ***k this intro ****
Start the music

This right here, yeah
Where the ***k, *****, ain't never ***k *****s
Tell 'em that don't wanna play this South ****, okay

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

My pistol's blarin', what?
An' I'm not carin', tell 'em
Because I'm ready for action

These *****s think I'm playin'
My Tec-9 be sprayin', what?
So partner tell me what's happenin'

These streets is real
These *****s can't steal, what?
For the jump out boys, when they drive by

So if you're ready for it
Smoke dro for it, tell 'em
An' if you're hatin', ***k ***** what's happenin'

Adamsville, Watts,
Westside, Decatur

What's up?
***k them *****s if they don't wanna claim this ATL
Catch a hot shell, yeah

My *****s 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 mutha***ka ***** win or lose

Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my Calico
And buck on dem *****s
So, what the ***k

Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my Calico
And buck on dem *****s
So, what the ***k

Shawty, ya knows about me, tell 'em
The streets is talkin', what?
Da hostile takeover is comin' shortly

They call me Crusher
Tha mutliator
Mr. Smack-a-*****boy, I hate the fakers

I got these hoods locked and load
Just for killin'
The South is takin' over, I see you tremblin'

We keep 'em bouncin', what?
Ain't nuthin' changed *****, what?
This for my soldiers, hustlas, killas, gorillas

Yes
On da ***k, *****
Surely it don't get no reala

Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my Calico
And buck on them *****s
So what the ***k

Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my Calico
And buck on them *****s
So what the ***k

Ain't mad is ya? What?
Then bring the pain, c'mon
'Cuz mutha***ker ain't a damn thing changed

I'ma still ride low-lows on Rios man, tell 'em
I'm still takin'
An' stealin'

An' scared to walk down your own block, man, what?
An *****s in your hood is say you soft, man

It's time the new regiment to start man
T. I., tell 'em!
Killa Mike, Pastor Troy, what?

David Banner, tell 'em
What's up boy, okay
It's time for us to show the really real

This down South ***** is so trill
I put my fist in the ***k *****'s grill
An be talkin' bad 'bout where the ***k I live
An be talkin' bad 'bout where the ***k I live

Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my Calico
And buck on them *****s
So what the ***k

Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my Calico
And buck on them *****s
So what the ***k