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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 got to get some shit out my chess
(let it out)
It's a lot Fuck Nigga been talking about me
(fuck)
but you know
Pussy Nigga I Don't give a
I'm a Real Nigga, Real Nigga Handle His Motherfucka business like my about to do right now

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

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

(Black Boi)
See I ain't to play
(say what)
I came to spit bars inside
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
boy now let me spit it's Black Boi
On this here and boy I'm real wit shit
I rip drawers off take yo off
Cuz you knew before you came in my girl you was so sawed off
Was I off Oh No
I was at it bitch
Before you the door now dats for show
We on that dro when you get up out my car bitch slam my door

(Dirty Mouth)
ATL is my
And know my hip keep chrome
For the ones who shit
They leave me alone
I ain't playin' no
I'm just out for fame
Gettin' this is how I see ya gettin' blow from the jane
Keep your distance I'm to start movin' this chain
This hollow tip gon' be rainin' on the top of ya
Hot like lava I'm loadin up chrome problem solva
So watch ya back here I come dropin' bodies like bombers
This n wessen is gonna teach you haters a lesson
All you keep on stressin how we smoke up the essence
This herbal session just keep a nigga full of
So while I'm diggin' in your I keep that heat for protection
Now gimme your
This motherfucka gon' make me pimp
This motherfucka think I'm think I'm roody like poo
You think I'm gravy I told you boys don't me for lame
This motherfucka that wanted to listen I took his ass out the bitch

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

(Yo Gotti)
Ain't nothin' like a ass whoopin' to set it off
Come how you want it and ya pussy ass off
Them little ain't gon' fight
So I'ma first
Big nigga wanna tustle so put them hands to
Decatur want it Decatur Decatur dead in the end
Ho mo bitch than a zula-sci-quen
Charlie and fate wishin that yo bitch ass it
Crunker a dog in the south west gate
we got hoe ass others got it for sale
Real head bustin head a work and the mail
that smell ya dead ass in a hotel
No because now guns in the chair
Cramp in my leg from sittin in the car to waitin on ya Lil Jon, the esb put they hands on ya
Got claims on yo life the I be
You want the job done holla at me, yeah

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

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

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

We Playing
Slangin
Testifying Gangsta
More them shit
i'm just singin ATL fucking playing