Luyện nghe bài hát Atl Eternally

Yeah
It's about to go down in muthafucka tonight
Real niggas put your middle finger up

Don't wanna wit' us niggas
We click-click on a
We ain't scared of you
You just a bitch, my

wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We on a nigga
We scared of you nigga
You a bitch, my nigga

I burn and bang some bullet-wounds
So when you step in my path, you meet your doom
I'm smackin' bitches with gloves, I ain't no paper
This shit is from jump, so if you wanna thump
Go play your my nigga, and we can get it started
You pulled your gat now bitch, see who coward-hearted
Pussy-perpetrators be off, I think they dick-sucker
But Ying Yang in this thang, we run muthafucka
A T L

wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We on a nigga
We ain't of you nigga
You just a bitch, my

Don't wanna fuck us niggas
We click-click on a
We ain't of you nigga
You a bitch, my nigga

Yeah, y'all already what time it is
PT representin' them Ying Yang boys
Make some noise baby, 'cause D S G B
Y'all know

Ying-Yang, I got, I own
Pastor nigga, down to my fuckin'
As long as I'm here, pussy-nigga, it's gonna be a long
No fear, I have none, why the fuck fear? I got a gun
And if you run I'm a buss you in back
And your ass where you're at, like that

Don't wanna fuck wit' us
We click-click on a
We ain't scared of you
You just a bitch, my

Don't wanna fuck wit' us
We on a nigga
We ain't scared of you
You a bitch, my nigga

Muthafuckas gonna' feel lost, y'all know we back on
Nigga didn't thing do it again
But the round we comin' with too
So you need me to hold your lip
Or find your ass in bullshit
Some down south shit you fuck with
So I know you ain't ready for a to click

Better move bitch, niggas ain't playin'
Ain't no play in G A, A T L where I stay
So then you make way
'Cause if a didn't know
We keep on with hits
We got Little John, the Eastside
And Pastor in this bitch

wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We click-click on a
We scared of you nigga
You a bitch, my nigga

Don't wanna fuck us niggas
We click-click on a
We scared of you nigga
You a bitch, my nigga

Ah, now look, this the Ying Yang right
And we done collabed with John
And them Eastside and Pastor Troy
To let know we ain't no one hitter quitters
Fuck all y'all

I don't bomb you from the ass and
Wrap the gag and blastin'
Ain't ask no questions, have you lyin' there dyin'
and bleedin', see you later, I'm leavin'
Onto the mist to the midnight
Now you're eternally

From the A T L we ride out
Headed to the hideout
We still gonna' buss them out
where I'm from, we thugged out
Keep it for the nigga that didn't know
Keep it real for the nigga that slang
If you got it buss your fo' fo'
Where you nigga? A T L, ho

Don't fuck wit' us niggas
We on a nigga
We ain't of you nigga
You a bitch, my nigga

Don't wanna fuck us niggas
We on a nigga
We scared of you nigga
You just a bitch, my nigga,