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[verse 1] im ridin thru atlanta and im hangin out da d-double door a famous thrower scrapped up rockin travis barkler clothes breakin down the foolio so we call it that keyshia cole i aint got no midtown we dont smoke that shit no mo i hit da lot just like da store and im at that hoe on 24 then i let my screen fall im da man like shorty low they lookin so i whip it slow grab my chain and strike a pole i put this shit on everything everywhere i go i show im showin up and showin at big faces and fool im not upgraded out the where he at everytime you step it up a notch im blowin dro on 24 countin bread and pullin hoe
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[verse 2] im ridin thru atlanta stay clean in atlanta im a god damn rebel in these streets of atlanta a young santana dont wear no bandana im of old school vette like how they ride in alabama magic city body tell em wish they woulda left now im one sixty six so baby bop im going back tvs in the headrest 24s up on the feet and yeah i know a couple broads ready anytime to freak whos the man yeah i am im blowin bout a hundred grand poppin rubberbands like it aint noithing cuz i know i can [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/ridin-thru-atlanta-lyrics-youngbloodz.html ] beat they thangs cuz they lil black they jumpin at the corner store
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[verse 3] im ridin im swervin im slidin and mergin' im bout to kill em so hard yo car gon need a searchin steering wheel wood grain baby blue candy paint im floatin swangin so wide wit a jar full of that purple stank now say it and i told you so i always keep a blunt of dro i always keep a bad bitch but still i never trust a hoe now im the type that let you know see i aint wit no fuck shit cuz i dont really give a damn my attitude like fuck this
[verse 4] man fuck that ima pull up stuntin wit the top back my gears not from around here they like where shorty cop that follow this car here and this gon take you where the squad at i know yo boy been practicin but i dont think it hard yet im all him let me be the first to tell you bout him anything you want you get for the right amount yeah hustle man thats why im blowin dro and sittin on 24s
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