• Ridin'
  • Industry Groupie
  • Good Morning
  • The Evening News
  • The Morning News
  • The Ultimate Victory
  • Won't Let You Down
  • I Think I Love You
  • Ridin' (Radio Edit)
  • The Ultimate Vacation
  • Standing Ovation
  • Grown And Sexy
  • Come Back To The Streets
  • Rock Star
  • Ridin' Dirty (feat. Chamillionaire)
  • Outro
  • Turn It Up
  • In The Trunk
  • Welcome To The South
  • Hip Hop Police
  • Ridin (Feat. Krayzie Bone)
  • Ridin
  • We Breakin Up
  • No Snitchin'
  • Radio Interruption
  • Im A Balla (Feat. Far East, Pl
  • Peepin' Me
  • Void in my Life
  • You Must Be Crazy
  • Frontin
  • Rocky Road
  • The Sound of Revenge
  • Turn It Up Feat. Lil Flip
  • Turn It Up (feat. Lil' Flip)
  • Rock Star Featuring Lil Wayne
  • On Yo Azz
  • Fly as the Sky (feat. Lil' Wayne & Rasaq)
  • Pimp Mode
  • Southern Takeover
  • Hip Hop Police Featurning Slick Rick
  • Fly As The Sky
  • Grind Time
  • Hip Hop Police - Main
  • Picture Perfect (feat. Bun B)
  • Southern Takeover (feat. Killer Mike & Pastor Troy)
  • Think I'm Crazy (feat. Natalie)
  • Frontin'
  • Rain (feat. Scarface & Billy Cook)
  • Pimp Mode Featuring Bun B
  • Drag Em' In The River (Remix)

This is the sound of revenge
This is the sound of revenge

You in the presence of the finest
Chamillitary mayne, this for the streets
Let's give 'em somethin' they can bump in the trunk

At this point you should be turnin' your speakers up
Turn your speakers up Chamillionaire man
Let it bump, it's a southern thing
Ha ha, Chamillitary mayne

I heard somebody say that the South ain't got no lyricists
Well, bang, bang at the game like everyone down here is pissed
You lookin' for the truth then look no further, here it is
Turn it up a notch so they can not say they not hearin' this

They say Chamill is sick, click click, here's a clip
Bang bang at the rap game to make your spirits lift
And it seems to me the industry is all on Jigga's dick
Who? You, you, you, and you nigga, pick a click

Universal sent me to bring some realness to the industry
Got here then I realized that ain't nobody real but me
Okay, a couple niggaz but none of 'em real as me
Tell your favorite rapper he should diss me if he disagree

I bet I'm actin' like your favorite rapper isn't me
Tell your second favorite whose the best and show 'em a picture of me
He'd have to take me out to prove that he's as sick as me
So me verse me, the only battle that y'all gonna get to see

I'm plainly sayin' what I'm sayin' to make these haters mad
Perpetration hatin' ass, see me ridin' candy slab
Disbelieve his ass, how many vehicles can he have?
I be losin' count myself and I ain't even that bad at math

That's how we do it in Texas, poppin' trunk and grippin' wood
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