Ready? A'ight Look here Niggas, been a long time comin'

No more talk, *** this intro ***

Start the music This right here, yeah

Where the ***, nigga, ain't never *** niggas

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 niggas think I'm playin'

My Tec-9 be sprayin', what?

So partner tell me what's happenin' These streets is real

These niggas 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', *** nigga what's happenin' Adamsville, Watts,

Westside, Decatur What's up?

*** them niggas if they don't wanna claim this ATL

Catch a hot shell, yeah My niggas know, what?

Y'all some hoes

If I see ya on the block nigga, I'll let you know What's it gonna be, tell 'im

Tell me what you choose, tell 'im

I claim this dirty mutha***a nigga win or lose Don't know my enemies, yo

And lock and load my Calico

And buck on *** niggas

So, what the *** Don't know my enemies, yo

And lock and load my Calico

And buck on *** niggas

So, what the *** 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-bitchboy, 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 nigga, what?

This for my soldiers, hustlas, killas, gorillas Yes

On da ***, nigga

Surely it don't get no reala Don't know my enemies, yo

And lock and load my Calico

And buck on them niggas

So what the *** Don't know my enemies, yo

And lock and load my Calico

And buck on them niggas

So what the *** Ain't mad is ya? What?

Then bring the pain, c'mon

'Cuz mutha***er 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 niggas 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 nigga is so trill

I put my fist in the *** nigga's grill

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

An be talkin' bad 'bout where the *** I live Don't know my enemies, yo

And lock and load my Calico

And buck on them niggas

So what the *** Don't know my enemies, yo

And lock and load my Calico

And buck on them niggas

So what the ***