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  • ATL Eternally
    (Ying Yang)
    Yeahhhhhhh ok
    Its about to go down in this mutha*****a tonight ahhh huh
    Real *****s put your mutha*****en middle finga up
    (Chrous)X-2
    Dont want to ***** wit us *****s
    We click, click on you *****s
    We aint scared to do *****s
    You just a ******* my *****
    (Lil John)
    A bang, bang like some bullit wounds
    So if you step in my pound ***** you meet your doom
    Im smaking ******* wit dubs
    I aint no paper thug
    This *******t is real from jumps
    So if you want it through
    Go pay our cars my *****
    And we be livin stardom
    You put your gat in our *******
    lets see who coward harder
    ******* perpatrators we be pounden on that ******* sucka
    But Ying Yang in this thang
    We run this mutha*****a
    ATL *****
    (Chrous)X-2
    Dont want to ***** wit us *****s
    We click, click on you *****s
    We aint scared to do *****s
    You just a ******* my *****
    (Ying Yang)
    Yall outta know what time it is
    BT representin wit them Ying Ying boys
    Baby you know im bangin wit the D.A.G.B
    Yall know
    Ying Yang everything i got i own
    Pass the ***** look down to my *****en chrome
    As long as im here a ******* ***** its gonna be a long year
    Wit no fear i have none
    What the ***** happen here i got your gun
    And if you run ima bust you in your back
    And leave your ass where you at like that
    (Chrous)X-2
    Dont want to ***** wit us *****s
    We click, click on you *****s
    We aint scared to do *****s
    You just a ******* my *****
    (Ying Yang)
    *****s at the Jail house
    Talkin bout we back on
    Didnt think we do it again
    But the rhymes we comin up wit is too strong
    So you ***** you need to hold your lip *******
    Oh now your ass is bull *******ttin
    Down south *******t you cant ***** wit
    So i know you aint ready for a ***** to click
    Betta move *******
    Cause *****s aint playin
    And aint no more playin GA
    ATL why Staying so you better make way
    Cause if a ***** didnt know
    We keep on comin wit hits
    We got Lil John, Eastside boys, And Pastor Troy in this *******
    (Chrous)X-2
    Dont want to ***** wit us *****s
    We click, click on a *****s
    We aint scared to do *****s
    You just a ******* my *****
    (Ying Yang)
    Now look this tha Ying Yang Twins right
    And we done collide wit Lil John and the Eastside Boys and Pastor Troy
    to let yall know we aint near naww quittin
    ***** all yall bull*******ttas.... Ahhhhhhhhhh
    (Ying Yang)
    Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump here from the ass end
    Regulators started that back then
    Aint gonna ask no questions
    How you like that ill try agiain
    Cryin and bleedin
    See you later im leavin
    Now im to the mist to the midnight im creepin
    Now his turn he's sleepin
    From the ATL we gonna ride out
    Hands to the underground hideout
    We keep on busten slugs out
    Cause where im from we thugged out
    Keep it real for that ***** that didnt know
    Keep it real for that ***** thats slang though
    And we gotta damn bust that 44
    Where you from ***** ATL
    (Chrous)X-2
    Dont want to ***** wit us *****s
    We click, click on you *****s
    We aint scared to do *****s
    You just a ******* my *****
  • ATL Eternally
    (Ying Yang)
    Yeahhhhhhh ok
    Its about to go down in this mutha*****a tonight ahhh huh
    Real *****s put your mutha*****en middle finga up
    (Chrous)X-2
    Dont want to ***** wit us *****s
    We click, click on you *****s
    We aint scared to do *****s
    You just a ******* my *****
    (Lil John)
    A bang, bang like some bullit wounds
    So if you step in my pound ***** you meet your doom
    Im smaking ******* wit dubs
    I aint no paper thug
    This *******t is real from jumps
    So if you want it through
    Go pay our cars my *****
    And we be livin stardom
    You put your gat in our *******
    lets see who coward harder
    ******* perpatrators we be pounden on that ******* sucka
    But Ying Yang in this thang
    We run this mutha*****a
    ATL *****
    (Chrous)X-2
    Dont want to ***** wit us *****s
    We click, click on you *****s
    We aint scared to do *****s
    You just a ******* my *****
    (Ying Yang)
    Yall outta know what time it is
    BT representin wit them Ying Ying boys
    Baby you know im bangin wit the D.A.G.B
    Yall know
    Ying Yang everything i got i own
    Pass the ***** look down to my *****en chrome
    As long as im here a ******* ***** its gonna be a long year
    Wit no fear i have none
    What the ***** happen here i got your gun
    And if you run ima bust you in your back
    And leave your ass where you at like that
    (Chrous)X-2
    Dont want to ***** wit us *****s
    We click, click on you *****s
    We aint scared to do *****s
    You just a ******* my *****
    (Ying Yang)
    *****s at the Jail house
    Talkin bout we back on
    Didnt think we do it again
    But the rhymes we comin up wit is too strong
    So you ***** you need to hold your lip *******
    Oh now your ass is bull *******ttin
    Down south *******t you cant ***** wit
    So i know you aint ready for a ***** to click
    Betta move *******
    Cause *****s aint playin
    And aint no more playin GA
    ATL why Staying so you better make way
    Cause if a ***** didnt know
    We keep on comin wit hits
    We got Lil John, Eastside boys, And Pastor Troy in this *******
    (Chrous)X-2
    Dont want to ***** wit us *****s
    We click, click on a *****s
    We aint scared to do *****s
    You just a ******* my *****
    (Ying Yang)
    Now look this tha Ying Yang Twins right
    And we done collide wit Lil John and the Eastside Boys and Pastor Troy
    to let yall know we aint near naww quittin
    ***** all yall bull*******ttas.... Ahhhhhhhhhh
    (Ying Yang)
    Pump, Pump, Pump, Pump here from the ass end
    Regulators started that back then
    Aint gonna ask no questions
    How you like that ill try agiain
    Cryin and bleedin
    See you later im leavin
    Now im to the mist to the midnight im creepin
    Now his turn he's sleepin
    From the ATL we gonna ride out
    Hands to the underground hideout
    We keep on busten slugs out
    Cause where im from we thugged out
    Keep it real for that ***** that didnt know
    Keep it real for that ***** thats slang though
    And we gotta damn bust that 44
    Where you from ***** ATL
    (Chrous)X-2
    Dont want to ***** wit us *****s
    We click, click on you *****s
    We aint scared to do *****s
    You just a ******* my *****