Luyện nghe bài hát Atl Eternally

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 me to hold your lip bitch
Or find your ass in some
down south shit you cant fuck with
So I know you ain't ready for a to click

Better bitch, 'cause niggas ain't playin'
Ain't no more in G A, A T L where I stay
So then you better way
if a nigga didn't know
We on comin' with hits
We got Little John, the Eastside
And Pastor Troy in this

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

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

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

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

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

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

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