paroles de chanson Atl Hoe - Pastor Troy/Archie/Lil John - Baby D
A-T,
A-T,
A-T,
A-T,
A-T,
ATL
hoe
ATL
hoe
ATL
hoe
ATL
hoe
ATL
hoe
My
nigga
what
you
know
about
the
A-T-L-A-N-T-A
GA
my
nigga
we
swervin'
[Incomp]
sittin'
on
Michael
Jordan
blinin'
when
the
sun
be
scorchin'
Who
that
be
me
B-A-B-Y
D
from
da
B-I-G
double
O-M-P
I
said
it
before
but
I'm
goin'
to
say
it
again
My
nigga
we
too
D
double
E-P,
I
represent
the
dirty
dirty
south
Down
here
lil'
buddy
we
don't
play
no
games,
I
represent
the
A-T-L
Eastside
shawty
and
the
Westside
niggas
on
da
thang
Throw
your
hood
up,
make
your
shoulder
jump
If
ya
hatin'
on
the
"A"
then
lock
'em
in
the
trunk
Ya
don't
know
who
you
fuckin'
with
But
I'll
bet
we'll
bounce
on
your
motherfuckin'
ass
like
it
ain't
shit
ATL
Hoe
throwin'
up
them
"A's"
Gangsta
walk
on
the
motherfuckin'
stage
Nigga
watch
me
bounce
on
these
sucka
ass
punks
Then
fuck
around
and
got
the
"A"
town
started
Don't
make
me
say,
"Ain't
told
you
so"
Throwin'
bows
to
the
nose
sayin',
"Yeah
hoe"
Pastor
Troy,
Archie,
and
Big
Oomp
click
Add
it
up
young
nigga
that
Gangsta
shit
ATL
hoe
ATL
hoe
ATL
hoe
Yeah,
nigga
it's
Archie
The
phatest
skinny
nigga
you
will
ever
know
Try'in
to
stop
my
cheddar
flow
Holla
at
my
beretta
blow
Atcha
dome
and
atcha
chest
Wear
your
chrome
and
wear
your
vest
Had
your
home
a
bloody
mess
Faked
thugs
get
bless
with
a
slug
to
the
chest
Arch
to
the
"I"
to
the
"E"
Passin'
Baby
D
beside
me
Eastside
Boyz
is
right
behind
me
"A"
town
bitch
nigga
you
try'in
to
find
me
Simpson
Road
down
to
Godbe
These
are
the
places
that
I
be
These
are
the
faces
that
I
see
I
die
for
the
city,
don't
play
by
me
You
can
try
me
if
you
wanna
Archie
be
brin'in
drama
Pistol
carriers
bury
ya,
make
you
say,
"We
The
Bomb
Ya"
Death
before
dishonor,
put
that
on
my
mama
The
phat
boy
representer,
'til
I'm
a
goner,
yeah,
nigga
ATL
hoe
ATL
hoe
ATL
hoe
Pistol
pistol
my
pistol
banana
fanna
Atlanta
Bombin;
on
the
bitch,
the
young
the
filthy
rich
The
six
I
use
to
drive
was
live
but
under
rated
I
cut
off
the
top
and
had
the
V12
gold
plated
But
some
niggas
hated,
they
do
not
hated
in
public
Them
pussy
ass
niggas
gon'
make
me
jump
to
my
bucket
The
brown
one
with
the
three
rims
I
whoop
up
on
your
block,
nigga
your
chance
slim
Do
you
remember
Tim
they
call
him,
"Poor
Timmy"
I
fuck
his
pussy
over
his
hammy
with
a
fifty
rimmy
Think
you
are
nigga
friendly
'cause
I'm
the
Pastor
Bitch,
I
ain't
Creflow,
this
ATL
hoe
ATL
hoe
ATL
hoe
ATL
hoe
We
ready
Album
Lil' Chopper Toy
1 Intro - Big Oomp
2 Get Crunk - Lil C
3 Live In Concert
4 Atl Hoe - Pastor Troy/Archie/Lil John
5 Stomp That Sh#t - Lil C
6 Gangsta Walk - Jazzey Pha/Lil C/Slim J
7 We Got the Club Jumpin - Lil Will/DJ Mars
8 Big Korey
9 Eastside vs. Westside - (remix)
10 We Came to Get Dat Cheese - 8-Ball/Thorough
11 Ridin in a Chevy, Part 2 - Sean Paul/Lil C
12 Make Yo Shoulders Jump - Thug Nation
13 Slammin Cadillac Doors - Intoxicated
14 We 2 Deep - Loko/Lil C/J Cross
15 Gregg Street Party
16 Let's Start a Fight - Re Re/Lil D/Slim J
17 Suckas and Bustas - Intoxicated
18 Drop a Little Lower - Ying Yang Twins/4-9 From the Hoodratz
19 Bouncin - Loko/Lil C
20 Do You Wanna - Freddy B
21 [untitled]
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