4 Corners

[Intro: Jermaine Dupri] Question; What y'all know about swangers on slab 30's on a Hummer with the butterfly doors Lucky Charm teeth, lack on them D's Chevy sitting high, iced out everythang Stacks on deck, no bank What y'all know about five of the hottest young niggas in the game Bow Wow, Short Dawg, Scrappy The boy Lil' Wayne, the homie Pimp C We got a little story to tell y'all bout where we come from [Verse 1: Bow Wow] I come from where a Chevy with a trunk full of bump is all that's wanted And the year don't matter long as you throw some, throw some Ds on it Mouth cost more than your house, house on ten acres And the inside so fly niggas call me Jim Baker From Ohio to Texas, we so infectious A-T-L to S-T-L it's gon' be hard to catch us I'm talking bout bills sipping on bar Drinking crunk, living like there's no tomorrow See out-of-towners can't understand, cause I cut all my words short Popping Texas, mandatory, Saturday at the mall Hoods ain't hoods, they called wards and zones Guns cart choppers and when it's on, it's on See the kids can't live without it and ain't nothing you can do about it Learn how to bounce or get out it, hear me out Said the kids can't live without it and ain't nothing you can do about it Learn how to bounce or get out it, now answer me this [Chorus: Pimp C] Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise [Verse 2: Short Dawg] The boy country like overalls you know it dawg Catch me in the slab, the same color as Bubu's rust Cruising up the Ave and I'm probably gon give yo' ho a call Cuz I ball hard and I'm stuntin' just like there's no tomorrow So yesterday, I swear I spent about fifty G's (On what?) On a wristwatch that shine brighter than a Christmas tree (Bling) If you was getting cheese, you would probably spend too So don't hate 'em cause I blow paper like the wind do And hop out clean, so watch out, Queen I'm the biggest balla in Houston homie, not Yao Ming I mean, I'm getting money mane, so my pockets hella chubby And I be sipping drank that's purple like a Teletubby (I'm leanin') So when it comes to the women dog, I can tell they love me They put they panties in a envelope an mail 'em to me (Damn) Now how's that for some fanmail But me an Bow got a question, know the answer, raise your hand, yell (Come on) [Chorus: Pimp C] Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise [Verse 3: Lil' Scrappy] They call me Fisher Price cause all I do is play nice And I ain't gon run a gang of gorillas that love to fight I'm the Iceman, I'm far away from the sun But I'm still hot like a bullet pushing up out a gun My charger look like a muscle lifting a ton If you picking on me, then you picked the right one You passed another drink and I'm sipping another one You twist me up a blunt and I'm blowing myself a blunt Got a Fruit Loop Coupe looking like orange juice When them niggas see the troop, they don't be knowing what to do Yea I'm Scrap, greatest young nigga in the nation Y'all niggas quit hating on the money that I'm making I'm just country [Chorus: Pimp C] Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise [Verse 4: Lil' Wayne] Look they call me Wayne, dirty south chaperone So far ahead of the race, I don't know which lap I'm on No homo, Young Louisiana Hit you wit the .357 like MC Hammer And money talks, so that's my grammar If you ain't about money, you can step like a gamma Am I the illest doing this? Hell yeah I am fresher than the Prince of Bel-Air And OG kush is what you smell here Smoking the biggest blunts, don't worry I brought a spare They say I'm at the top, but I'm almost there And when I get, I will sit, don't worry I brought a chair I put ice all over the Audemar Piguet watchface, now time is hard to tell And I will do whatever The Carter shall So hot, going out with me is like going to hell [Chorus: Pimp C] Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise Uh, now what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys, playing hard and talking noise