Letras

Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up, right, left Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up Forward march! Y'all niggas ain't ready For this 350 my Chevy 24/7 top drop brains ripped out Disappear like I'm Makaveli 187 Timberland boot disposing of these leather gloves Ski mask on with a Chinese chopper And the ammunition to start a war M-I-M-I-L-I-K about face double time to the rear Nobody move 'til I say get ready to ride, no need to cry Hope y'all niggas ain't scared to die You can die in here, we handling thangs A-T-L-A-N-T-A G-A that's where I stay March! Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up, right, left Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up Forward march! On the grind handling mine On that shit 'til my dying day Keeping it real keeping it thrill Never catch me without that steel (that's right) Godby Road is where I trap Putting in work like a nine to five Stay game tight, left on right All my troops stay true, alright T-I-G-H-to the-T 2 D-E-F that's me P-A-P-E-to the-R, C-H-A-S-and-E And that's until my D-to the-Y-I-N-G D-A-Y Now get your gats and get on up and come on join my infantry Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up, right, left Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up Forward march! A-T-L-A-N-T-A G-A that's where I S-T-A-Y And that's until my D-to the-Y-I-N-G D-A-Y Back to that A-T-L-A-N-T-A G-A that's where I S-T-A-Y Until my D-to the-Y-I-N-G D-A To the motherfucking-Y Forward march! Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up, right, left Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up Forward march! Left keep it in step Left keep it in step Left keep it in step, keep it in step, keep it in step Left keep it in step Left keep it in step Left keep it in step, keep it in step, keep it in step Forward march! One Army Two tight military Three grenade my Four-five, still a busting Six rounds 'cause I'm trill with this Seven mo' for the busta in the b- suit Eight choppers and they filled with troops Nine seconds 'foe you lose ya life Ten automatic firing weapons Now get on up get on up get on up! Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up, right, left Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up, right, left Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up Forward march! Left!
Writer(s): Demetrius Stewart, Lorenzo Jordan, Alphonso Jordan, T Cook Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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