Ghetto Gods Freestyle
 作词 : Christopher Gibbs/Eian Parker/Olu Fann/Taji Ausar/Tauheed Epps
 作曲 : Christopher Gibbs/Eian Parker/Olu Fann/Taji Ausar/Tauheed Epps
[Intro: DJ Drama]
Yeah
A lot of talk about what's Atlanta and what's not
You wanna see what Atlanta is?
You know what I mean? Reassurance
Too easy
**** your shit, though (Gangsta Grizzillz)
EARTHGANG, home worldwide
Home certified, gon' testify
Price for a feature, gon' cost your life
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Where you goin'? Where you goin'? Hold on
Bruh, hold on
**** that shit
[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
Bitches, EARTHGANG, home worldwide
Home certified, gon' testify
Price for a feature, that'll cost your life
**** your top ten, what your top five?
You in the presence of the most high
Speak with the tongue of the most fly
A couple of stars in thе roof, it's two
I'm really a star, my nigga, the proof
I father thе youth, I taught them the truth
I show them the lies, I open they eyes
The real niggas rise, it's diamonds inside
Okay, it's my turn the turn of the tide
I pray up to God
Don't **** with the schools or government
Laws or none of they rules
The media lie every day on the tube
Tupac with a billy, my everyday move (Get 'em)
[Verse 2: Doctur Dot]
****in' money up, hit my baby mama up
Who you with? **** that shit, I'm pullin' up
Threw a brick through a nigga Uber-Lyft
Knew he was a bitch, knew he try to dip
I be lyin' say I do it for the kid
I just really **** with doing stupid shit
White crowds like I'm Hootie and the Fish
****in' on a freaky [?] lil' bitch
I don't ever stick around to shoot the shit
FaceTime nine times out of ten
I be in the whip, droppin' out the jit
Droppin' out some dick
Sand bars with me like I'm Michael Vick
Chopper ate a nigga up, Kyle Pitts
[?] big dog, I'm a beast
[?] populate
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz & DJ Drama]
Pick a ring, flick
Pinky ring pink
Pussy real pink
(Talk your shit, Tit) Sink, okay
I'm on my way, want me get in there?
Been a real nigga turned millionaire
Why you sittin' there?
I'll make a million dollars by the time you get up and did your hair
Far as Louis Vuitton, I got sixty pair—you could pick a pair
In the fruit fight, you couldn't pick a pear
Some might say a grammatical error
My granddad had a Chrysler LeBaron
Then my dad caught prison time
Mom start cryin', ****ed up her mascara
My trap house had a long-ass line
Twelve for the shit, it's porcupine
Stuck like truck
**** them fines, **** that court
Young Black nigga, I ain't tryna be broke
Young Black nigga, I ain't tryna be broke
Rolled 'em dice, then rebuck
Take the dough then re-up (Mm)
My new crib like my ego
'Cause that shit is big as ****
Toni
[Outro: DJ Drama]
Let me explain something
Every time you hear my voice
I'm thinkin' Mount Rushmore
And there's only a couple spots available
What's a king to a god?
What's a god to a non-believer?
In this case, only the legacy we leave behind
Just make sure you quote me when I'm gone
(Gangsta Grizzillz)