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letra de ei l.a. - trillville

[intro: lil’ jon (lil’ scr-ppy)]
yeah! yeaah!
yeah! yeaah!
this ya boy lil’jon
yeah! bme cliq
alot of yall n-gg-s be talkin’ bout air force ones and sh-t (okkkk)
about adidas and sh-t (okkkk)
alot of my n-gg-s we be ridin’ tha speed light (okkkk)
get out on our feet (okkkk)

[chorus: lil scr-ppy (lil’ jon) 2x]
forever i love atlanta
forever i love atlanta (what!)
forever i love atlanta
forever i love atlanta (what!)
forever i love atlanta forever i love atlanta (what!)
forever i love atlanta forever i love atlanta (fila n-gg-)

[verse 1:]
i’m a graded baby atl,
and all my life duh avis so crunk as h-ll
you don’t’ wanna step to close or go to far
cuz where i’m from shawdy n-gg-s beat you down wit they cars.
fila brought up from my head to my feet,
n-gg-s on the block wit the rock they don’t sleep.
man, south dekalb mall be the crunkiest sh-t,
uh you can roll through buckhead and go to fall on a b-tch
i’m a giant -ss playa i’ll stomp on a hater
i’ma pop the sh-t off in zone 3, the decatur
we can go back down to where my grandma stay,
depending on the area you better watch what you say
and i ‘on care if you over there lookin all crazy
when i get locked up man them broads wanna save me
this the home -ss whoopin biscuit in and the j’s on the street charge mo’ than a penny a!

[verse 2:]
n-gg-s grind time let my a shine
when i’m bussin rhymes smokin pine
my blood see through the georgia rhine.
and n-gg-s don’t love the a like i love the a
i just love the way the a smell everyday.
a time to yo time yea this how it go smokin dro’
f-ckin’ hoes on the city road
when i stomp that b-st-rd i left him with a bruise
got fila on my feet so it had to be a shoe
i live 4 the a i die 4 the a i ride 4 the a
so f-ck what you say
what you know about i-20 to 285
got a fine atlanta b-tch givin head in the ride
gd’s up get yo gd’s up in the cl-ssroom crunk
got benny by my sh-t so i stay supa drunk
ridin downtown wit a shot of tiquila
jon introduced me to the gang i’m hot like refa a!

[verse 3:]
carry the a on my back like a torch or rack i’ma represent it if you scared to go handle that drankin on crunk
reminiscin on crunk years it’s the city of crunk where i she’d my tears throw me the peace sign up then upside down a-town
off the rip h-ll yeah i’m proud get crunk all day we ‘on sleep at night and if you fight one shawdy then we all gon’ fight
don’t n-body get crunk in the club like us if security trippin on pimpin we all gon’ rush even though other n-gg-s thank
they hard ain’t nothin harder than stone mountain i swear to god yea yall love our hoes you love our gold martin luther king
from the a so i love my home westside to scottdale we all cut hammers you can catch kids skippin at underground atlanta
yea

- trillville

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