Текст песни Southern Pride - The Stixxx

Coolin on that southern side-
Country boys down to ride-
Cruisin but i love to fly-
Cup filled up and the jane on fire-
Ain no love for the otherside-
And ain no way im ah let this die-
Southern pride-
We was raised in the country-
We was made in the country-
Got payed in the country-
Everyday in the country-
Ain no love for the otherside and ain noway im ah let this die-
Southern pride-

We from the woods of the Georgia all my people really real-
Home of the southern sons and
Daughters yall gone feel me deep in here-
No room for the haters and the
Cowards yall gone get this piece of steel-
I represent it everyday on every hour
The south all in me the people cheer-
And its alright-
Up with this whisky like all night-
Boss of the sticks what i walk like-
Cool like a breeze on a fall night-
Im tryna give ya what yall like-
Down in the country bibb county we
Bumpin our timing is come and the sound right-
Rhyming and running we bounding for
Something the grind is my court and i ball tight-
I put my gun on the sticks got my heart
In this shit southern pride till i end-
They just might run in the mix so dont
Start it in here we gone ride till the end-
I put my gun on the sticks got my heart
In this shit southern pride till i end,yea-
(Got payed in the country-)
Yea-
(Everyday in the country-)

Coolin on that southern side-
Country boys down to ride-
Cruisin but i love to fly-
Cup filled up and the jane on fire-
Ain no love for the otherside-
And ain no way im ah let this die-
Southern pride-
We was raised in the country-
We was made in the country-
Got payed in the country-
Everyday in the country-
Ain no love for the otherside and ain noway im ah let this die-
Southern pride-

I was in the country
Wid the snakes and the rats
Layed back in the Chevy
Wid the woofers in the back
Had the strap on the seat
 infrared was attached
White boy beating the block down
South side Mac
Twiggs county
Jones county
Possum hollow
Where ya at
Ricky lee what it do
We was on it like that
Southern pride to the bone
I was raised like that
Keep it Country til I'm gone
And it gone stay like that
Huh
Gone head I'm getting
A lot of corn bread
I'm stoned yeah
Reefer in my bong hell
Back woods jager
Double foam yeah
My cup runnin over
But I'm gone hell
I'm so damn south
I need a thrown here
We gone get it on here
Them boys making noise
Shit I don't hear
We don't lip about it
Talking make me tone death
Only we roam with the strong
You tred on my fam and it's on
I ride for the pride in my bones
I'm southern grown
And you can tell that I'm south
From my tone
Take another drag from the bong
And I can't say nothing bad bout my home
Cause this where I roam
Got raised in the country
Everyday in the country

Coolin on that southern side-
Country boys down to ride-
Cruisin but i love to fly-
Cup filled up and the jane on fire-
Ain no love for the otherside-
And ain no way im ah let this die-
Southern pride-
We was raised in the country-
We was made in the country-
Got payed in the country-
Everyday in the country-
Ain no love for the otherside and ain noway im ah let this die-
Southern pride.