Big Zak - ATL Nights lyrics

rate me

(Feat. Jon Geezy)

Fuck with the same folk people

we gonna get the same broke out come

team work on always make the dream work

don't believe that shit

Hook:

Locked up nigga dream ATLanta nights

in defense like the dream of Miami nights

stay thin niggas dream of the Vegas life

ass fucked on don't know if you stay the nights

God bless the man that can hold the zone

it never rack homie never told

so my nigga's dead, so my nigga's gone

keep balling let's survive till we make it home

I'm a real nigga banged up count calenders

a whole lot chain with the jet pick the gaveler

stand up nigga never fall no matter what

never got the chain tryin to gig on challenger

never got the city side of panama potion

panorama roof for five hundred horses

hit strip club hit hoe call the add list

somebody to A nigga still love magic

You a fly nigga know you missin all the fashion

but..the acaju barely boo straight swag

most sex thing moving is the foe though askin

got them hills song I like your bad bitch Ashley

flash it still catch your hoes at the Jewelry store

passin rob and try to see who cash in

Leslie nigga hold your head I'ma hold it down

if I could feel so..when you touch we gonna shut it down

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And see we clutch you back is like you never left

you're snitchin enemies told tryin to pretend their selves

I say true to my fown fuck everybody else

'cause when you fuck over fown you got nobody left

see us mice in the fans without somebody help

waking them the cold switch like my fame is melting

my nigga's living them dreams, my shit reality

go base and killin my paper no tell the quality

on the block counting paper that's where I'd rather be

the concrete walls and fences is all I ever seen

a lot of homies doing time for their white fell

the realest words I ever heard was doing life field

and the closest thing I've seen was in the nigh melt

sometimes people up in the streets it's a nightmare

late night scroll man screaming nightmare

they came my nigga I can feed for the break felt

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I used to wonder if forever taught to be a homie

call a T I mean bone record to be a homie

so much happen is I seen I wonder if you know me

always respect the shoe for the love you showed me

see you balls like a dream in the flash

passed the phone like the blunt bunt fading fresh

real talk you little walk

made a lot of millionaires that's the real boss

and absolute, the hood hustle in the ball wishin in the future

getting rap go bang like me heard in the future

being rap go back like me your head in the future

all your all hoes Mary Ball players and producers

wish you boss me all so hit out an solution

snitchin ain't a part of a real nigga nature

23 hour lock down they couldn't break it

you live a legend not just 'cause of the paper

anybody check is by respect is what they hate you

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