Jose Guapo - DC to ATL lyrics

Hey Guap What's up all? Here's the game Is the speaker knocker What up Guap bro, y'all know I f** with him What up ..you know I f*ck with him The 32 boys got all the f*cking bread on them Look like they're gonna hear with all that f**ing rit on him Boy I'm on my city and all the sh** true I got a rolly an a shooter name young crew Your main time say she wanna f*ck my tattoos When I die I wanna become a statue DJ look..I'm a natural born k**er I'm so fly I can't rock up and like k**er Forever trace 7 even if I'm dig as giger I'm so hood, I'm Michael .. a white house a little sponsored links Hook: The money don't got loco, but I got bigger Mag list don't look fly n***a Front DC to Atlanta n***a Our shooters taught don't have us n***a Situation they blame n***a They got questions we got answers n***a Front DC to Atlanta n***a Yeah, our shooters they blame n***a Young n***a, ..tell em get it straight .. name whole wake It's the done I got a b**h and every n***a stake Easy game bang bang based pour 8 We the hottest and the flighest all the b**hy know it You in the train on your b**h and he ain't even know it All these rock n***a don't hold, don't make me drop your name We got young n***a that starve and there come take your chains We gonna tolerate sh** and all them b**hes hang to the hoke it up my dick And when I'm in DC I'm with their easy gang b**h We probably at the state throwing money pop a sh**.. [Hook:]