Field Mob - Georgia lyrics

Georgia, Georgia, Georgia, Georgia [Chorus: x2] We on the grind in, Georgia All the time,it ain't Nothing on my mind but - Georgia We ain't playing with you Country name , Country slang, Fiend at the liquor store, Lac' cruisin' , crap shooting, 50 on the 10 to 4, Overcast the forecast, Shows clouds from plenty dro, And we ready for war in the state of Georgia Dirty words , dirty birds Its mean in this dirty south Ever disrespect it and we'll clean out your dirty mouth, Bulldogs clocking,these lookout boys is hawking, You gotta be brave in the state of - Georgia I got 5 Georgia homes where I rest my Georgia bones, Come anywhere on my land and I'll aim at your Georgia dome If you get in an altercation just hop on your mobile phone, And tell somebody you need help in the middle of - Georgia, We some ATL thrashers, Scope your pumpkin and smash ya, We'll come through your hood worst than a tsunami disaster, Don't know who they gonna get or who them robbers gonna hit That's why I keep my Georgia tech in the state of - Georgia [Chorus: x2] I'm from the home of neckbones , blackeyed peas, Turnip and collard greens we The children on the corn dirtier than Bob Marley's pee pee, G.A the peach state where we stay, My small city's called Albany - Georgia Pecan country like catfish with grits, Candy yams and chitlings, Grams homemade baked biscuits, The land of cla**ical caprices and impala super sports, Ingredients in this peach cobbler called Georgia, I love the women out in L.A. And the shopping stores in New York The beaches in M.I.A But it ain't nothing like that G.A red clay, Look on your map we right above Florida, Next to Bama, Under the Carolinas and Tennessse you'll see - Georgia, Where Gladys knights and the midnight train - Georgia, THE BIRTHPLACE OF MARTIN LUTHER KING Where a** so plump and hips are thick, Where Lac' trucks sit on 26's, Know where you going or you'll get lost, Found on these plum trees in the south, These choppas will tomahawk your top down here in - Georgia [Chorus: x2] Now I was born in the belly of the bottom of the map, Where the wet paint drip jelly on pirelliz an the chrome on The chevy when I'm choppin in the trap, Country as hell, they some warriors, told sum to spray SumthAn the same shape as Florida, Lookin' for me boy, ya find me, down in Dougherty County in a Small city called Albany - Georgia Where they use to call us some mammothz, An now they jocking the grammar Watch your mouth unless you out for some mannar, Bunch of hustlas run on every corner like the waffle house in Atlanta, Or I be camour flag out in sa'avannah - Georgia Now you might come for Vacation, Leave on Probation, Home of the strip club, Known for the thick gulz Where the chicks put tips in the tip cup, Of thick chick in a thong with a big bu*t When it gettin' on, won't be cheap when it on like peach tree, Make a chick take it off like freaknik, down here in- Georgia When you see them confederate flags you know what it is, Your folks pick cotton here that's why we call it the field, I got a Chevrolet on 26's, I'm from G.A , G.A - Georgia [Chorus: x2] Georgia , Georgia , Georgia , Georgia - Georgia