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ATL Lyrics - Artist : Trouble
[Trouble:]
ATL, ATL, ATL ATL, ATL, ATL Like my godfather told me, a lot of niggas through here I grew here, streets raised me since a baby Trouble dropped out, and was captain dope dealer My first word was motherfucker, made that motherfucker boom By the time 200 came round, got a mind of my own I hit people with the three round tool, pops wasn't home Goin through the city, waitin for things to process Marv and me raised hell, that's when I got my first net You either sellin bricks or battereys A lotta cops came after me for that, but that ain't me Wait for elementerey, middle I win Some thought I was vilant, till the word got out I was shakin shit with D boys, they got the police right to us ATL, ATL, ATL ATL, ATL, ATL [Alley Boy:] Nigga, this ATL's finest What I done, streets where you can find us Raised up with the crack pay Shootin holes through yo head Break into your mama house, you was breast fed I done tell the boys let's get it, gotta get the sute Posted up at the red stoop This ain't a tent booth, this a war zone These niggas, they know my words All around the A, it's like Edgwood, nigga, don't play with me, you heard [Trouble:] ATL, ATL, ATL ATL, ATL, ATL |
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