| Come ride with me, come pray with me
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| Come ride with me, come roll with me
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| Roll with me, ride with me
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| (Hook)
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| All we ever do is rock ice board gold
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| Ever since we was bout 12 years old
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| Middle of the summer and the streets still cold
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| Every nigga here got a story untold
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| (Only N Atlanta)
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| Gave it to the free men but they wanted love
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| Diddy said he blew a quarter million in the club
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| Every nigga here got a boxin on the hammer
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| Every nigga here thinkin Tony Montana
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| (Only N Atlanta)
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| Welcome to the city where them lil niggas die
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| Like everybody Gotti, even the broke niggas fly
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| Every night sun, and it’s sunny, we in the club
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| Got no problem getting this money, just need a plug
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| Nigga just more than this chain done in this crib
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| Nigga invest more in his car than where he live
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| Swear that bitch in the club at least a 7
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| Niggas do it all for the fame, be living legends
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| Shit cost 700, the baller know what he’s sippin
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| And if a bitch look like a model she probably strippin
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| Party with the others, so pour in the blue flame
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| An ex street nigga, he called my nickname
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| For everybody going for self, nobody’s changed
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| Niggas damn broke still living like millionaires
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| The welcoming committee, we call them the Robin crew
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| There’s a very good chance them niggas will rob you
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| (Hook)
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| All we ever do is rock ice board gold
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| Ever since we was bout 12 years old
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| Middle of the summer and the streets still cold
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| Every nigga here got a story untold
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| (Only N Atlanta)
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| Gave it to the free men but they wanted love
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| Diddy said he blew a quarter million in the club
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| Every nigga here got a boxin on the hammer
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| Every nigga here thinkin Tony Montana
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| (Only N Atlanta)
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| Well ye ain’t talkin that belingo
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| And we playin mad while rippin up the Nino
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| The big homie guy light up bricks and they gorgeous
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| You can really get yo ass in jail, go to forge it
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| Feed the pistol right there on the deal say Feragamo
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| And niggas out here trappin just to do shit for they mama
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| We act like some stronger, that’s how we start the flaky summer
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| And we ain’t got shit but middle finger for your honor
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| And every niggas wishin we the same, think he baller
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| And every nigga in the expedition got a 40
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| And every nigga round me, get your mind on some money shit
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| We walkin round, we stride like the fuckin government
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| Every nigga run this bitch, you’re nervous to the bullshit
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| On that south side, you getting yo fake crap by fuck shit
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| We hit our measure, tryin to get a plane of shrimp shit
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| RIP to Double D, king of that pimp shit
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| (Hook)
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| All we ever do is rock ice board gold
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| Ever since we was bout 12 years old
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| Middle of the summer and the streets still cold
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| Every nigga here got a story untold
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| (Only N Atlanta)
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| Gave it to the free men but they wanted love
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| Diddy said he blew a quarter million in the club
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| Every nigga here got a boxin on the hammer
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| Every nigga here thinkin Tony Montana
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| (Only N Atlanta)
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| I was born in the town where it all goes down
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| Since the roll had the white hit the bluff with the brown
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| Man I’m proud to admit, after housing them bricks
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| Man I’m still a free man blowing loud in the 6
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| And I’m rich more than a nigga could imagine
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| From where you get from rappin not for trappin
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| Only in Atlanta can a nigga get it poppin
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| All from Magic City, 100 thousand in the pocket
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| Only in Atlanta can a nigga ride D
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| 15 years on 15 key
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| Only in Atlanta homie nigga get paid
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| Trappin broad day with a new AK
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| How we ever do it? |
| Pop bottles for a ho
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| Gold 24 where the chrome short nose
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| All we ever get is bank rolls, rubber band round that
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| Just a message so you can’t just recognize where you…
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| (Hook)
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| All we ever do is rock ice board gold
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| Ever since we was bout 12 years old
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| Middle of the summer and the streets still cold
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| Every nigga here got a story untold
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| (Only N Atlanta)
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| Gave it to the free men but they wanted love
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| Diddy said he blew a quarter million in the club
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| Every nigga here got a boxin on the hammer
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| Every nigga here thinkin Tony Montana
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| (Only N Atlanta)
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| (Outro)
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| You know what I’m sayin?
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| A-Town nigga! |
| Yea |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Only N Atlanta, artist - Hustle Gang. Album song Hustle Gang Presents: G.D.O.D. (Get Dough Or Die), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп