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[Hook]ATL niggas (repeated throughout the song) [Verse 1]I`m on an everlasting money mission, million dollar premenitionGot my own coalition, pack my own ammunition20`s on the Lexus glisten, I`m driven to mob lifeHella niggas want me murdered, but cant do the job rightRazor blades, Ak`s, and ask me do I carry themKillin for a hobby like a medeival barbarianKhen will the disaster stop?Never, nigga pass the glockIllustrated killin live in color like its magnavoxNow I got em hot, from the plot to put the block on lockSet up shop wit over 50, 000 dollars worth of rocksAmmunition cocked, prepared to pop, Ill even shoot at copsStash away the heat and then retreat off in my drop topFind yo own bizness, or the gat`ll make yo clock stop187 from the west and get yo fuckin block moppedYou gone have to tangle wit a Hypnotize, get suprisedGood for makin money off the shit to stay the fuck alive.[Chorus]x4Come smoke some herb wit meCome flip a bird wit meStep on the curb wit meCome slang n serve wit me.[Verse 2]I only fuck wit real niggas, all the haters can burn in hellIf you aint affiliated, dont come wit packs to sellObject of this hustlin is bubbling stacks of mailSituations turn sour, rivals`ll blast then bailWhen I hit the block I`m seein J`s, drivin insaneCrunker than Montana wit some anna for ounces of caineATL niggas blowin brains, simple and plainSippin golden grain, makin stangs, inflictin the painSmokin, gettin into it, livin ruthless, the feds are cluelessWe the ones who keep the city crunker than engine fluidHypnotize niggas ridin vettes, sippin moetsStrapped up wit a vest and giant tecs to lower the stress51 niggas got my back, so neverthelessIma get this anna off my chest and smoke on this cestPuttin bitches on the track, when its a pimp in the fleshSolid as a rock for advesaries who wishin to testRepeat Chorus[Verse 3]My scandalous recipe make niggas be scared of meIf there has been treachery dont try to get next to meYo life is in jeopardy when fuckin wit familyWe turn to psychotic crews and all of our insanityBreak bread off of greenery, releasin the steam in meKeep me from the weapons, Ill be fuckin up the sceneryDeport bullets like immigrants, bitch niggas dont attempt to flinchMoney is the motive, let my sinning end the innocenceIma let the missile rip, ballistic wit hollow tipsYou wont see me comin, keep yo fingers on the pistol gripSmoke blindin my enemies, give em fearful tendenciesYou can kiss they life goodbye when T-Rock hit the henneseyI`m in it for the presidents, luxurious residenceHooked up wit the camp, Ive been a mercerary ever sinceAtlanta my stompin grounds, Old National`s where I`m foundMoving bricks, and fuckin tricks, and smokin reefer by the pounds!!!ATL niggas (until fade)

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