[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Now before my nigga Jeezy made this song for the city
Before Wayne put out a milli and then in a week he sold a milli
Before JD threw ten thousand on the floor at Magic City
Before Usher jumped the broom, before he confessed that shit to Chilli
Before DJ Drama dropped the Southern Gangsta Grilly
Before Puff Daddy changed his fucking name to Diddy
Before Janet Jackson went on the tube and showed her titty
I been reppin' for Atlanta and I been rеppin' for my city
You could ask Dallas Austin you could ask Rico Wayde
I kept the lights on in Atlanta whеn Goody and Cash took a break
And you can say that "he this" and you can say that "he that,"
But one thing's for damn sure I put the city on my back
And I ain’t goin' nowhere that movin' money ain't changed em'
But the vaults were too small at the bank so I rearranged em'
These rappers around my way ain't got mo’ money then me
I’m blinded by my own ice but I got mo' money to see
And I ain’t dissin' I’m just spittin’ what I call is the truth!
So catch me ridin' without that thang what you call is the roof!
I got the money in my palms like I carved the Malouf!
Cuz I gotta make myself clear just like a bottle of Goose!
And I can see right through ya
Don’t let the mic fool ya
Say the wrong words and my click might do ya
So before you go runnin' your mouth and say some shit you'll regret
This is just a small verse so that these boys don't forget
I put on
Now before my nigga Jeezy made this song for the city
Before Wayne put out a milli and then in a week he sold a milli
Before JD threw ten thousand on the floor at Magic City
Before Usher jumped the broom, before he confessed that shit to Chilli
Before DJ Drama dropped the Southern Gangsta Grilly
Before Puff Daddy changed his fucking name to Diddy
Before Janet Jackson went on the tube and showed her titty
I been reppin' for Atlanta and I been rеppin' for my city
You could ask Dallas Austin you could ask Rico Wayde
I kept the lights on in Atlanta whеn Goody and Cash took a break
And you can say that "he this" and you can say that "he that,"
But one thing's for damn sure I put the city on my back
And I ain’t goin' nowhere that movin' money ain't changed em'
But the vaults were too small at the bank so I rearranged em'
These rappers around my way ain't got mo’ money then me
I’m blinded by my own ice but I got mo' money to see
And I ain’t dissin' I’m just spittin’ what I call is the truth!
So catch me ridin' without that thang what you call is the roof!
I got the money in my palms like I carved the Malouf!
Cuz I gotta make myself clear just like a bottle of Goose!
And I can see right through ya
Don’t let the mic fool ya
Say the wrong words and my click might do ya
So before you go runnin' your mouth and say some shit you'll regret
This is just a small verse so that these boys don't forget
I put on
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