Ghetto Twinz in dis bitch
Representin' fo' that southside n***a
Southside n***a, southside n***a
Who wanna ride n***a
Fuckin' round' with dat southside n***a
Southside n***a, southside n***a
Who wanna ride n***a
What, what, what, what what, what

Verse 1:

Who rumble wit dat south hungh, hungh?!
And git dat ass knocked out now, now!
You see we real in dis bitch boi!
Fuck around and git killed in dis bitch boi!
You mothafuckas can't see us head on n***a!
Every thug from that south live wrong n***a!
We packin' chrome n***a!
Run up if ya want some!
Poppin' dum-dums!
N***as don't want none!
Mothafuckas' straight killas in dis bitch!
Droppin' bombs on ya, we tha realest in dis bitch!
Fuck wit tha mob git tha killas in dis' shit!
Do you really, really wanna feel tha pain!
Slangin' iron and cane!
Bustin' hearts and brains!(ooh)
Got dem jive bitches runnin' from death!
Loosin' they breath!
Fuckin wit dat south dats what chu' git!
Cuz we tha shit!
N***a what, n***a what, we tha shit!
Chorus
{Who rumble wit dat south hungh, hungh?!
And git dat ass knocked out now, now!
Who rumble wit dat south hungh, hungh?!
And git dat ass knocked out now, now!
Who rumble wit dat south hungh, hungh?!
And git dat ass knocked out now, now!
Who rumble wit dat south hungh, hungh?!
And git dat ass knocked out now, now!}

Bride
{Wit who bitches? Us bitches!
And who n***as? Our n***as!
Wit who bitches? Us bitches!
And who n***as? Our n***as!
Wit who bitches? Us bitches!
And who n***as? Our n***as!
Wit who bitches? Us bitches!
And who n***as? Our n***as!}

Verse 2:

If you been where we been, feel what we feel, see what we see!
I think you can't n***a come wit me!
Don't be afraid, don't be scared!
Bust a head!
Leave a n***a dead!
Two to tha head!
Fuckin' wit dat Dirty South!
We gon' show you what its all about!
Put that thang in ya mouth!
Straight blowin' it out!
You know us bitches down south we be bout it!
Everybody rowdy!
Kickin' in doors when its crowded!
Put cho' hands up and!
Nobody move and!
Act a damn fool and!
We can sho' and prove it and!
You want it, ya got it hungh!
Ain't no time to be stuntin' cuz we shinning hungh!
N.O. to H-town we layin' it down!
Bustin' rounds in tha Clown!
We layin' it down!
What chu' know about us mafia n***a!
Poppin' you n***a!
If ya close range we sockin' you n***a!
/Chorus/

Verse 3:

Representin' fo' dat southside!
You try!
Oh god!
N***as gotta die!
Givin' glasses!
Through these asses!
Ski masks!
]From tha body bag to tha casket!
Ho git score, and we gon jump tha bitch!
Stump tha bitch!
Breakin bitches arms and uhm!
Hittin' dem n***as wit dum-dums and uhm!
Til' they tum-tum and uhm!
My n***a you don't want none!

/Chorus/

/Bridge/