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(Lil Jon)
Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea! this out
(whats up)
your Motherfucka Boy Lil Jon
(That's nigga)
BME
(yea)
represent
(Yea)
Now IIIIII just got to get some shit out my
(let it out)
It's a lot Fuck Nigga been shit about me
(fuck)
but you what
Pussy I Don't give a fuck
I'm a Real Nigga, Real Nigga Handle His Motherfucka business like my about to do right now

(Bezel)
Whateva give ya goin be fi yi yi
Drop some in ya drink make ya see ta da
I don't care if my girl just a leg in the
She better spread her let me hear her ayi yi yi
They say if you wait a little while good things'll
Drink come get yours but you and it's gone
Patient dude I can't wait that long
Been layin fools down way that 8 ball song
I Like benze go ahead and run that man
Boy you'ze a ho I think you man
It's not boy from D12
ATL
One of the dudes out they like ain't he well
ain't changed
It's the same
thought knockin with stuvella that would stop the cane
Boss the plane they livin' on island
Double move if a made Atlanta Island

(Don P)
ya boy Don P
AKA get away me
I don't play, I just
How they gon' see nigga I hide
Never had a so I never had the time
Always had money but I on the grind
Girls give me so I gotta million miles
World's most wanted I done did a million
Gotta be that I'm twice platinum
Gimme some space nigga back back
really smart but ain't that dumb
aint a whole nigga you can keep it crunk
I don't drop nigga I drop bombs
Forget bein' a star nigga I'm a sun
lookin' at me talkin' 'bout it's all good
Kings of nigga comin through yo hood

(Black Boi)
See I ain't come to
(say what)
I came to bars inside cars
To let you niggas know I stay
285 way miss the byway
On my way
Eastside we on that remi and that purple my way
Okay boy now let me it's Black Boi
On here and boy I'm real wit this shit
I rip off take yo balls off
Cuz you knew before you came in my room you was so sawed off
Was I off Oh No
I was at it bitch
Before you close the now dats for show
We on that dro when you get up out my car don't slam my door

(Dirty Mouth)
ATL is my
And know my hip keep chrome
For the ones who talkin'
They better leave me
I ain't no games
I'm out for this fame
Gettin' this money is how I see ya gettin' blow the jane
Keep your distance I'm 'bout to movin' this chain
This hollow tip gon' be on the top of ya brain
Hot like lava I'm up this chrome problem solva
So ya back 'cause here I come dropin' bodies like bombers
This n wessen is gonna teach you haters a lesson
All you niggas keep on stressin how we up the essence
This herbal just keep a nigga full of confession
So while I'm diggin' in your purse I keep heat for protection
Now gimme your
This motherfucka gon' make me shoot
This think I'm plannin' think I'm roody like poo
You think I'm gravy I told you boys don't play me for
This motherfucka that to listen I took his ass out the game bitch

(LA)
M-E pussy nigga
Lil LA off in this
Ready to bust yo fuckin'
Bitch nigga if you wanna talk that bullshit
hate I ain't stun ya runnin' up I'll get ya split
From the to the top
Top to bottom you go
Naw ho I the nigga to be fuckin' wit for
Sic 'em git 'em 'em hit 'em
Tear that ass up
I kill for fun (mayne)
I ain't jokin (Mayne)
up back up fuck nigga
Who you to
Yeah ass nigga we comin' for you
If you wanna talk shit be prepared
To live and die in the motherfuckin' ATL

(Yo Gotti)
Ain't nothin' a good ass whoopin' to set it off
Come how you want it bitch and ya ass off
Them niggas ain't gon' fight
So shoot first
Big nigga wanna so put them hands to work
Decatur want it ready Decatur dead in the end
Ho mo bitch than a zula-sci-quen
Charlie and fate wishin that yo ass made it
Crunker then a dog in the south west
we got hoe shakin ass got it for sale
Real bustin head with a work and the mail
What's that smell ya dead ass in a
No evidence because now guns in the
Cramp in my leg from sittin in the car to waitin on ya Lil Jon, the esb finna put hands on ya
Got claims on yo the hitman I be
You the job done just holla at me, yeah

(Bo Hagon)
I feel the ground the beneath me
one of these hoes is to freak me
Haters they to shoot rounds to leak me
Have my family sittin' to weep me
Life as a hustla an everyday tryin' to double up
And I a fuckin' juggler if you ever try to trouble us
knuckle up
The streets they know it is
know what the fake they know what the real
They go for the kill do what you feel hop in the 'lac flash ya
Show your gold your bows
Stay on ya toes and don't these hoes
Play ya part and do ya
Always put before the fame

(Lil Bo)
Y'all don't wanna see me
'round here hatin' on me
Wanna know I do wit my cheese
'84 Chevy
Now I can buy nine eleven
And I can get that
Bout to hit the corner pop the trunk and let thang spray
Reppin GA decatur's where I stay
Nothin but real niggas and bitches out here my way
Lil Bo I be that quick to pull the trigger
An' put some in the head of a fuck nigga

(Big Sam)
Woke up this mornin
With a pump and my hand on the
Had a dream last night I was bein' on by a bunch of these fuck niggas
These niggas done me slip now into my alias now
Coup de gras SWAT officers and all haters and these niggas right now
Frankly I'm hot and
This shit is
niggas you grew up wit
nigga niggas get they wig split
So keep flexin' and and get your ass whipped
Motherfucka you must not know who you wit
I'm DJ 64 nigga XL
Big Sam sayin' this shit to let you know what's real
You Bitch
Hoe hoe
Ass ass
nigga

We Ain't
Slangin
Testifying Gangsta
More them shit
i'm just singin ATL ain't fucking