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