southern takeover - album version (edited)

[00:-1.00]Chamillionaire feat. Killer Mike, Pastor Troy, King Koopa - Southern Takeover

The sound of revenge, haha.
Woo, tell em what it is mayne (tell em what it is ).
Welcome to the New World Order.
Atlanta, Georgia.
Houston, Texas, he already know.

Just look over your shoulder (shoulder)
Let me see who just showed up (showed up)
Its the southern takeover (its over)
You betta tell em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop (pop pop pop)
Just look over your shoulder ( shoulder)
Let me see who just showed up (showed up)
Its the southern takeover (its over)
You betta tell em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop (pop pop pop)

Its the mister fo fifth told em
Cookin coke with baking soda
Dub roller, pro smoker
Wood gripper, pistol whipper.
Muck a nigga if he figure
Fuckin with my figures.
Makes him richer, he should know.
Instead, itll make him better than a slimy fuckin with my money.
Get yo money stacked right outta sunday school
On a bright and sunny sunday.
This aint funny.
I aint jokin bout my coke and package come up shorter.
Might kidnap yo wife and daughter.
Bury them down deep in Georgia.
No D.A.s a fuckin lawyer prosecutin witnesses.
We excutin, start the shootin, start the lukin,
Start the violence, start a riot.
Get this motherfucker crunker, crunk as you can get it.
Pass that ho, Im a hit it.
Outta line, we gon spit it,
spit it vivid, cause i live it.
You dont walk it, you just talk it.
Pistol totin, and a loadin.
Thats how smokin got this dope
And i aint hopin, steady slangin
Right on yo trappa block.
Try your track, set up shop.
Try and stop (pop pop pop).

Just look over your shoulder (shoulder)
Let me see who just showed up (showed up)
Its the southern takeover (its over)
You betta tell em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop (pop pop pop)
Just look over your shoulder (shoulder)
Let me see who just showed up (showed up)
Its the southern takeover (its over)
You betta tell em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop (pop pop pop)

Hey hey, this aint about an image.
This aint about a gimmick .
Pussys stand to the side.
Now the game got a menace.
I damn seen a city that I think is not the realest.
We bummin on his ass.
He aint finishin his sentence.
I only got a minute.
I feelin about a digit.
You lookin at a nigga like I aint about to get it.
Im lookin at the money like I aint about to finish.
You need to mind your business.
If you aint about your business.
Im a H-town soldier.
Im a come with the trunk up yeah Im a gon remind ya.
If you aint gettin it you shoulda told ya father.
Nigga chamillionaire never show no problems.
You dont want no problem (problem).
Get em ged shoulda let the fo fo remind em.
Ya you tip on the ride em.
I be ridin fo fos on the door beside em.
6 6' tall lookin like he a center.
10 tatoos lookin like he a killa.
Skinny ass niggas dont fight with a nigga.
Pull out a billfold, put a price on a nigga.
I have this camp fo put a knife in a nigga.
From the car to his pocket then right in your liver.
Was a big boy that put a slice in the middle.
Ya head fast think you hold a mike with the killa.
Dont mess with the south homie, thats a dream,
Hallucinate or imagining so.
Double XL with the gats I mean,
Keep somethin ready to blow in the magazine.
And you know that southern cash is mean.
Franklins frown for me when I stash my cream.
Pull up in candy paint that match my green.
Killer, Pastor, and Koopa are the master machine.

Just look over your shoulder (shoulder)
Let me see who just showed up (showed up)
Its the southern takeover (its over)
You betta tell em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop (pop pop pop)
Just look over your shoulder (shoulder)
Let me see who just showed up (showed up)
Its the southern takeover (its over)
You betta tell em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop (pop pop pop )

Yall know me, its PT.
Well I hunt and all of that,
Black on black, with black tip.
I cant help but represent.
Im not content, I want more.
Who the fuck you take me for?
Studio rappers not the fortay.
I drop my top and bust my AK.
No mo play, nigga NGA.
Yeah, thats a classic.
Ridin in the classic.
Tote a mill, and I blast em.
Send em to the casket.
Send em to the morgue.
Slap me a nigga cause im motherfuckin bored.
Chamillionaire, I camoflouge in my surrounding.
Get my desert Es and get to motherfuvkin poundin.
Up and down the streets,
Throwin heat, out the drivers seat,
Ridin to the beat,
Tell them nigga just lay weak

Just look over your shoulder (shoulder)
Let me see who just showed up (showed up)
Its the southern takeover (its over)
You betta tell em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop (pop pop pop)
Just look over your shoulder (shoulder)
Let me see who just showed up (showed up)
Its the southern takeover (its over)
You betta tell em I got drinks that stand on top try and stop (pop pop pop)