Luyện nghe bài hát Atl Eternally

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

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

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

I and bang like some bullet-wounds
So when you step in my path, nigga you 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 cards my nigga, and we can get it
You pulled your gat now bitch, see who coward-hearted
be poppin' off, I think they dick-sucker
But Ying Yang in this thang, we run this
A T L

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

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

Yeah, already know what time it is
PT representin' with Ying Yang boys
Make some baby, 'cause it's D S G B
already know

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

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

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

Muthafuckas gonna' feel lost, y'all know that we on
didn't thing we'd 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 bitch, 'cause niggas ain't playin'
Ain't no more play in G A, A T L I stay
So then you make way
'Cause if a nigga know
We keep on comin' hits
We got Little John, the Boys
And Pastor Troy in this

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

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

Ah, now look, this the Ying Yang twins
And we done with Little John
And Eastside Boys and Pastor Troy
To let know we ain't no one hitter quitters
Fuck all bullshitters

Hope I don't you from the ass and
Wrap the gag and start
Ain't ask no questions, have you lyin' there dyin'
Cryin' and bleedin', see you later, I'm
Onto the mist to the creepin'
Now eternally sleepin'

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

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

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