(Hook)
Yeah,Ok I represent for my city hold it down for my town
I'm running down now 20 hell yeah East bound
No real niggers ain't banking,all the way to Stone Mount
I'm throwing up to A-town,throwing up to A-town
Ok I'm slime dog no linicks
Keep a vick in my crown
I hid the ball and I spin it
All this money I count
I remember the pool palace, I remember the bounce
Throwing up to A-town,throwing up to A-town
(Verse)
ATL home of the brave, so I had to make a song for the A
Shawty this is where I'm born and I'm raised
I represent this shit 'til I'm gone to the grave
Bustle up like Jimmy Chungs with a gage
I'm sicker than a CBC
Money longer than Peachtree Street
Been hypo flow luda had DTP
Huh,south side to the north side
I'm at the Hawks game in Courtside
Come to my city I'm the tour guide
I can take you where and where another joy ride
Huh,this the new Atlanta
I'm a country nigga so excuse my manners
Every night of the week it's a club popping
All you singing stars like the movie channel
Take you to the bluff then we shoot the candle
All these others rappers should've used the grammar
I know they pissed off,
'Cause we shitting on them niggers we can use a pamper
Money green like a new banana
From the A-town so I had to do Erica flow
Zone 1 and zone 6 shout out to the praise
For letting me use the sample 'cause I
(Hook)
Yeah,Ok I represent for my city hold it down for my town
I'm running down now 20 hell yeah East bound
No real niggers ain't banking,all the way to Stone Mount
I'm throwing up to A-town,throwing up to A-town
Ok I'm slime dog no linicks
Keep a vick in my crown
I hid the ball and I spin it
All this money I count
I remember the pool palace, I remember the bounce
Throwing up to A-town,throwing up to A-town
(Verse)
ATL we back on the map
Where er' lil nigga got a strap in his lap
Anyway I just passed capital F
Flying down 20 heading back to the cap'
As I turn the wheel 'bout turn the field
Around the corner for some of here
I had sex with a girl at the Four Seasons
Had the bitch screaming out time is viral
From Gab Robin to Jimmy Carter
From Bank of Roll to A-town
This is where I made alot of money
From all the bills that I mailed down
My teacher said that I was jail bound
You trippin' bitch you fell down
I dropped out of school couldn't went to open campus
But look at me I'm doing well now
All I ever wanted was to win a grammy
Buy a box of chevy gonna dip the candy
You was the ship like the highschool
If you did have a girl who with chambly
I'm CyHi aka Mr. Bag of bitch like Krueger
I just represent Atlanta
I do this shit for Georgia
(Hook)
Yeah,Ok I represent for my city hold it down for my town
I'm running down now 20 hell yeah East bound
No real niggers ain't banking,all the way to Stone Mount
I'm throwing up to A-town,throwing up to A-town
Ok I'm slime dog no linicks
Keep a vick in my crown
I hid the ball and I spin it
All this money I count
I remember the pool palace, I remember the bounce
Throwing up to A-town,throwing up to A-town
(Verse)
Riding in the cutlass smoking on a blunt
Minute don't get more decader than that
What's better than that, ain't nothing better than that
Ain't nothing better than that
See through the bullshit like Sana Fey rap
All the slick talk we won't never tame that
Better take a step back
Last nigga came around here talking shit left and never came back
Nigga I'm high, high like eager pussy
Rolling up the heavy weight rap
My crib laid back,my chick laid back
My seat laid back,yeah everything match
Niggers tryin' to act brave
Man we're the home of that
You looking for whatever this is on for that
Getting paper ain't nothing wrong with that
Yeah we about that going like a laundry mat
Maybe Cali roam made me feel like this
Or maybe outcast made me feel like this
Put your A's up if you feel like this
We get to Georgia Dome chopping like we still got vick
It's a dirty game and they scared of that
Blamed it on the red and black what's better than at
Ain't nothing better than that
Ain't nothing better than that
(Hook)
Yeah,Ok I represent for my city hold it down for my town
I'm running down now 20 hell yeah East bound
No real niggers ain't banking,all the way to Stone Mount
I'm throwing up to A-town,throwing up to A-town
Ok I'm slime dog no linicks
Keep a vick in my crown
I hid the ball and I spin it
All this money I count
I remember the pool palace, I remember the bounce
Throwing up to A-town,throwing up to A-town
