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me a radio station playing something fast and I turned it up real
loud

And if I'm not over you by the time I get to Georgia
Then I'll be Alabama
[Chorus: x2]

Yeah, Flocka said lets do it
And this real money, so we getting to it
And yo bitch, she choosin', 
But if you ain't talking dollars, keep
"This is for the real niggas"

Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be the kind
"This is for the real niggas"

Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be
doper than the fluid cellur
I flip it all up by myself
I give my niggas recipes
So they can turn to something else
They love to work
That's why I
on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
getting at?
Now if I'm losing you tell me then I'll double back
But keep in mind, at the time keep it real was the phrase
Silly once said now, but those
on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
Whitey Bulge' your horse, soldier leaving Vietnam
Pledge allegiance to the flag
Where we keep it 100 and get your money back
Pull a plug, brain dead, dope
Across the Georgia line for a ticket for the lotto
Probably never see his name in the headlines
But if I had a plane, I'd put it in the sky
Alabama

She's
Got a BX connect and a Georgia Team
My life is juicy nigga
It was all a dream
It's my house so I'm a ask you to leave
I'm like carbon-dioxide
Cause
by the courts and keep comin'
Dummy, just embracing the dope like it's a woman
You burnin' both sides of the rope and keep pullin'
Tuggin', in
what?
Can't be a joke I've been through too many games
Niggas laugh, but my expression wasn't hardly the same
Show me respect cause it's due, you keep
up kids do anything, hustlers keep loot to show (what?)

The game is hot you could never be a winner
Just begun a game so considered a beginner
at
The Southern slang, finger waves and Mojo chicken wings
I grew up on booty shake we did not know no better thing
So go 'head and, diss it, while real
chicken wangs 
I grew up on booty shake we did not know no better thang 
So go 'head and, diss it, while real hop-hippers listen 
Started by Afrikan
hoes and buyin' them gifts (trick ass)
You mad when you find out some other niggaz get it
Ain't payin' no bills just stayin' real and still be hittin'
Keep the change, got to go
Flirt, tryna talk dirty
Georgia-bred, you can tell by my Hawk jersey
Hit me up if you get off early
Then I dap out, so
it in my eyes
I ain't playin' wit 'em homie
Yeah I'm strapped when I ride
You real nigga yeah he keep it way hood
To govern a bitch, I make Georgia
rottin' niggas, we takin' over
We Field boys, we soldiers, representin' Georgia

It's Da' Durty, Da' Durty, dirty
Da' Durty, boy, it's real in the field
We Field boys, we soldiers, representin' Georgia

It's Da' Durty, Da' Durty, dirty
Da' Durty, boy, it's real in the field
It's Da' Durty, Da' Durty,
the shopping,
And once you got started, yo, there was no stopping,
And when it got cold there were coats to get inta,
Sheep dogs and goosedowns that keep you
if it goes pop
You say it's hot, well let me turn it up another notch
To my real niggas, won't you pump this out your Speakerboxxx
Fuck the cops, we
on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin' the truth from
of the food chain
Keep the crown clown I rock a L.A. Dodger fitted
Showed my ass at Summer Jam but New York was down wit' it
Now the ball's in my court never