Ready? A'ight
Look here 
Niggas, been a long time comin'
No more talk, **** this intro shit
Start the music
This right here, yeah
Where the ****, nigga, ain't never **** niggas
Tell 'em that don't wanna play this 
South shit, okay
ATL, South 
Carolina, 
Mississippi
North Carolina, 
Louisiana,
Florida, Tennessee, 
AlabamaMy 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, 
DecaturWhat's up?
**** them niggas if they don't wanna claim this 
ATLCatch 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 
CalicoAnd buck on dem niggas
So, what the ****
Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my 
CalicoAnd buck on dem 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 
CrusherTha 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
YesOn da ****, nigga
Surely it don't get no reala
Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my 
CalicoAnd buck on them niggas
So what the ****
Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my 
CalicoAnd 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 liveAn be talkin' bad 'bout where the **** 
I liveDon't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my 
CalicoAnd buck on them niggas
So what the ****
Don't know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my 
CalicoAnd buck on them niggas
So what the ****