Yeah
You feel that
Just let it take over
And bring it up
Yeah we put it on down for them small towns
On offense from the north, east, west and south
So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop
Until the whole damn world loves hick hop
Yeah we put it on down for them small towns
On offense from the north, east, west and south
So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop
Until the whole damn world loves hick hop
Yeah I been all around the nation baby town to town
I love that big city life it’s like nothing but brown
But it don’t get my fire burning like them country roads
The ones who hold it down strong so I gotta let ’em know
Man we living this rap life for y’all
It’s in our blood, born and bred, we ain’t ever gonna fall
We some good ol’ boys, living loving a good time
A little bit of fun like jar of that good ‘shine
I’m an old mind working my fingers to the bone
Giving ’em everything I got so they will know the name
[?]
I’m pushing pride look like I run and no I’ll never stop
Until the whole damn world is banging hick hop
It’s that boy from west coast bringing country back
Steady rocking with the kings and you loving that
And D-Thrash is coming strong with them Jawga Boyz
We taking over, spread the word that we making noise
Yeah we put it on down for them small towns
On offense from the north, east, west and south
So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop
Until the whole damn world loves hick hop
Yeah we put it on down for them small towns
On offense from the north, east, west and south
So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop
Until the whole damn world loves hick hop
We spinning tires, headed down a dirt road
Crack a beer, kings with our country flow
Boomed out, no we never change
Doing for the love, no we don’t need the fame
Listen close, I do this for my country folk
Big roads, it’s never bout this money though
Spread the road, this hick life still here
We down in Georgia on a tailgate drinking beer
I’m speaking that north country makes me
[?] talk
The sins of the father way heavy so my shoulders are
Worn down, worn out, hands of a working man, boondock
Redneck
[?] what they can
[?]
That boy
[?] who’s a river rat
With a
[?] and gimme that
[?]
Something got these small towns jumping hillbilly percolator
Yeah the boy started something
Yeah we put it on down for them small towns
On offense from the north, east, west and south
So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop
Until the whole damn world loves hick hop
Yeah we put it on down for them small towns
On offense from the north, east, west and south
So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop
Until the whole damn world loves hick hop
It’s your boy D-Thrash all up on this track
Spitting hick hop, some call it country rap
Back in 2003 me and
[?] Dez
Was talking greasy on these beats
Bout how we be up in these trees
Popping bucks and trying to be free
But nobody would listen till Ridin’ High
Got everybody’s attention
Now we on a mission while the haters are dissing
Strictly a redneck, got no other ambitions
Slow
[?] the river while it’s time to go fishing
My sight
[?] on glory, got the 20/20 vision
Sold 50 thousand copies, made good commission
Lyrics never explicit, the country I miss it
While I’m on the road ’cause everybody here knows
That I’m never gonna stop until we get on Rolling Stone
Yeah we put it on down for them small towns
On offense from the north, east, west and south
So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop
Until the whole damn world loves hick hop
Yeah we put it on down for them small towns
On offense from the north, east, west and south
So whaddup y’all, we won’t ever stop
Until the whole damn world loves hick hop
Yeah