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im ridin thru atlanta and im hangin out da door
a famous thrower scrapped up rockin travis barkler
breakin down the so we call it that keyshia cole
i got no midtown we dont smoke that shit no mo
i hit da lot just like da store and im at hoe on 24
then i let my screen im da man like shorty low
they lookin so i whip it slow grab my chain and a pole
i put this shit on everything everywhere i go i
im up and showin at big faces and fool im not
out the where he at everytime you step it up a notch
im blowin dro on 24 bread and pullin hoe

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2
im ridin atlanta stay clean in atlanta im a god damn rebel in these streets of atlanta
a young santana dont wear no
im of old school like how they ride in alabama
magic city body tell em wish they woulda
now im one sixty six so baby bop im going
tvs in the headrest 24s up on the
and yeah i know a couple broads ready anytime to
whos the man yeah i am im bout a hundred grand
poppin rubberbands like it aint noithing cuz i i can
beat they cuz they lil black they jumpin at the corner store

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3
im ridin im im slidin and mergin'
im bout to kill em so hard yo car gon a searchin
steering wheel wood grain baby blue candy
im floatin swangin so wide wit a jar full of that purple
now say it and i told you so i always keep a of dro
i always keep a bad bitch but still i never a hoe
now im the type that let you know see i aint wit no shit
cuz i dont really give a damn my attitude like fuck

4
man fuck ima pull up stuntin wit the top back
my gears not from here they like where shorty cop that
follow this car here and this gon you where the squad at
i know yo boy been practicin but i dont it hard yet
im all him let me be the to tell you bout him
anything you want you get for the amount yeah
hustle man why im blowin dro and sittin on 24s

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