Rap-a-Lot Records - Us b**hes (Who Rumble Wit Dat South) lyrics

Ghetto Twinz in dis b**h Representin' fo' that southside n***a Southside n***a, southside n***a Who wanna ride n***a f**in' 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 a** knocked out now, now! You see we real in dis b**h boi! f** around and git k**ed in dis b**h boi! You mothaf**as 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! Mothaf**as' straight k**as in dis b**h! Droppin' bombs on ya, we tha realest in dis b**h! f** wit tha mob git tha k**as in dis' sh**! Do you really, really wanna feel tha pain! Slangin' iron and cane! Bustin' hearts and brains!(ooh) Got dem jive b**hes runnin' from d**h! Loosin' they breath! f**in wit dat south dats what chu' git! Cuz we tha sh**! n***a what, n***a what, we tha sh**! Chorus {Who rumble wit dat south hungh, hungh?! And git dat a** knocked out now, now! Who rumble wit dat south hungh, hungh?! And git dat a** knocked out now, now! Who rumble wit dat south hungh, hungh?! And git dat a** knocked out now, now! Who rumble wit dat south hungh, hungh?! And git dat a** knocked out now, now!} Bride {Wit who b**hes? Us b**hes! And who n***as? Our n***as! Wit who b**hes? Us b**hes! And who n***as? Our n***as! Wit who b**hes? Us b**hes! And who n***as? Our n***as! Wit who b**hes? Us b**hes! 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! f**in' 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 b**hes 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' gla**es! Through these a**es! Ski masks! ]From tha body bag to tha casket! Ho git score, and we gon jump tha b**h! Stump tha b**h! Breakin b**hes 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/