Da Magnolia Juvenile (Ft. Mannie Fresh)

[Intro]
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Welcome to the section where it's hotter than a bitch
Niggas breakin' up bricks, niggas tryin' to be rich
Dope house get hit, on 'rilla & 6th
Somebody wig get split for ten G's of chips
It's where the Feds'll dip through, enemies get you
Catch you at the second line, niggas'll flip you
Kids get outta school, they swingin' they fists, too
Jump one of them children and they bringin' they clique, too
L.D. buckin' cause T.C. killin' ain't nothin'
The blues try to hit ya and you had to keep druggin'
On New Year's, the lights get shut out at six o'clock
Four or five o'clock in the mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot!
Niggas gettin' chopped, gettin' shot in the crowd, bruh
Drug deal gone bad, one of them cats was sour
Motherfuckers gettin' chopped up, every hour
Carbine aimed at your dome for some powder
I'ma do like yella boy and hop in the Eddie Bauer
Get off seventeen, and, nigga, I'ma holla (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one)

[Chorus: Mannie Fresh]
Da Magnolia
Home of the soldiers
Da Magnolia
Home of the soldiers
Now, where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?
Where you from, motherfucker, where you from?