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letra de 85 south - yall so stupid

[verse 1 – logic]
i’m livin’ in atlanta but i ain’t no hick
step back before i stab you with my afro pick
crazy light in the -ss but the sh-t i drop is heavy
i talk more sh-t, than ?dove turkeys? in the seventy
riding in the streets with my n-gg-s nuff deep
with the pimp on, the beats, and the skins in the jeep
who could web low the markers, mark till i drop
went to the hub cause i hit a dirty cop
i’m crazy fed, my gun’s full of lead
this is the backup, i shoot to make sure you’re dead
but anyway lets get back to the video tape
go for yours, i don’t slam, dance or break
licks and lashes, a thousand boom bashers
i’m making p-sses at the chick with the gl-sses
now you punks know what l’s about
with a spliff in my mouth, goin’ 85 south

hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
goin’ 85 south!

[verse 2]
i’m living in the gator and i don’t need sh-t
wrote a million records but i never had a hit
coulda made a movie but my grandma flex
and i don’t need your mix, step in politicks
f-ck that sh-t, i was livin’ in a slum
tired of hearing this, little piggie had none
climbing up the ladder
doesn’t matter where you from
but i got it so bad that i had to get a gun

[verse 3 – h2o]
runnin’ through atlanta made me never would’ve thought
i did so many heads, i never ever ever got caught
big boy bully in the south had exotort
and i did it so much, sh-t was lookin’ like a sport
maybe could’ve stopped with the money in my face
zoomin’ 85 while i’m flowing to the b-ss
woulda had me chillin’ if somebody said ace
5-0’s on your -ss getting busy in the place

maybe he won’t know that i be drinkin’ when i drive
maybe he won’t know that i’m the big boy guy
bet you wanted here, i got away for your life
but the h got bag, goin’ south 85

hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
goin’ 85 south!

[verse 4]
materialistic
acrobat, hit you from the track
and yes he know its crazy whack
bro don’t do that, slap your moms with my d-ck
wait, wheres my brick?
slap your moms with my d-ck
cause all yall crazy -ss n-gg-s didn’t know
x did this track and threw that sh-t back-back
twin bikes on the back of my nova
the cop county just pulled my -ss over
and for a while i had a wild doggy style
south on 85 for a whole half mile
the hippie flippin’ dope tracks anyway
catch ’em on wreck then 85 on a friday
tailgating on ladies like a creep
ohhhhhh ?sugar t?
?martyr? is smarter
but the gator is greater
somebody page the pagio
the pig, cya later

- yall so stupid

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