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It's Attic Crew, know what I'm saying Want our corner back, A-Town, home team rule For real
It's like shake, rattle, roll It all started 105 Creel Road
And all y'all *** hitting licks, who didn't know It's 50 *** behind these closed doors
So don't lose your grip, don't run your lip These *** pull them thangs And they can't know worth a flip
But whos to blame, time done changed Feet off in some grease, slicker than it was man
Brand new look, cause its a brand new day Gonna hit a lick, buy a hoe, then you on your way
See somewhere down the line, you must have *** up I was taught not to pay these hoes, to get these hoes legs up
See back in the day, you know it for sho' Grandma said she ain't play, and they ain't play a radio
So I took up them words, got back on the curb Now I'm bumping like a mug, ain't no getting the 3rd
Nothing but dirt, being done Ain't honest work, but it bringing in them funds
I said I'm trapped in this thang, plenty years of being slum And highly qualified for hitting *** for they bum ***
Pop, Pop, Pop, your partner got bust, he's a gonner black The A-Town *** want they corner back
*Gunfire* Stick em' We looking for em', don't be wid' em *** back and let that thang, thang, hit em', Get em
Pop, Pop, Pop, your partner got bust, he's a gonner black The A-Town *** want they corner back
*Gunfire* Stick em' We looking for em', don't be wid' em *** back and let that thang, thang, hit em', Get em
Now be prepared for when a time come for us to bust As I engage in ways, out as a stray, like craze
Deep in this everglaze, took ?taser nuts? Out in the battlefields, now what it is
You can't understand as I fulfill the need To take it upon myself, to thrash and bash your ***
Now feel the wrath, as we ignite unto the path So is it a ??? for acting like a ***
Youngbloodz, Atlantas own, two strong off in this *** And if with them whips, you trip