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lil scrappy - f.i.l.a. lyrics

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)

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-)
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-)

i’m a graded baby atl
and all my life the avis so crunk as h-ll
you dont’ wanna step to close or go to far
’cause 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 crunkest 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 i’s on the street charge mo’ than a penny

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 for the a i die for the a i ride for 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 henny 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 reefa

carry the a on my back like a torch or rack i’ma represent it if you scared to go handle that dranki
reminiscin on crunk years its the city of crunk where i shed my tears throw me the peace sign up the
off the rip h-ll yeah i’m proud get crunk all day we ‘on sleep at night and if you fight one “shawty
don’t n-body get crunk in the club like us if security trippin on pimpin we all gon’ rush even thoug
they hard ain’t nothin harder than stone mountain i swear to god yea yall love our hoes you love our
from the a so i love my home westside to scottdale we all cut hammers you can catch kids skippin at
yea

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