Niggas talk but ain't gon shoot
We ride roun' in stolen trucks
Put bullet holes all in his coupe
Niggas know how we out killin
Walk shit down with 762s
If you diss my kind we spin that side
And take bout' one or two
Come on outside we tryna kill
I'm gon' hit and he gon' hit
Go tell them boys go grab they steel
These niggas is not out here tryna play
But I know where you live
'Cause we gon' spin and shoot all up the place
Get active in the field
Bitch hah
Shoot out his face now how it feel
We hop out with 762s
I guarantee I'll crack your shield
These niggas is not out here tryna play
They know this shit get real
And when I hop out all black stolen trucks
You knows just what it is
These niggas not out tryna play
If he make another threat then watch me creep outside his place
I'm gon' wake the neighbors out they sleep
With big boy 308s
We walk shit down leave shit deceased
You hear that 'blrrd' can't get away
Hah
I'm gon' walk somn' to the ground
Nigga ass knew not to tweak
Cause he gon' die when we run down
Nigga know how we pull up
And make him duck to choppa sounds
He got hit up by that drac' and he couldn't get up off the ground
What? I'm just gon' kill and kill some more
If he go talk that shit hop out with stick
And leave him on the floor
Walk around with Gen5 on my hip
I bet I up the score
We gon' shoot all through y'all section and make them niggas duck they fro
Hah
Walk around we kill somebody
The way I hop out with this 33
Would of thought my name was Scotty
Catch that boy on a vacation at hotel
Hit through the lobby
Ain't no where that you can go
Make you eat hot shit like taki
Cause' I'm gon' spin the 6 tonight
I guarantee somebody die
I spin that bitch with 'bout 4 pipes
These niggas put up come outside
Shoot out his face and take his life
You can get hit with 223s and 308s
Shit you cant fight
Ride roun' up the score
That boy lost his life for trying to fight
45 tear out his throat
Ah
So many bullets make 'em choke
Next time he diss on live go run inside
And leave 'em on the floor
Krashout Jman - ATL FLOW ? Lyrics
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Niggas talk but ain't gon shoot
We ride roun' in stolen trucks
Put bullet holes all in his coupe
Niggas know how we out killin
Walk shit down with 762s
If you diss my kind we spin that side
And take bout' one or two
Come on outside we tryna kill
I'm gon' hit and he gon' hit
Go tell them boys go grab they steel
These niggas is not out here tryna play
But I know where you live
'Cause we gon' spin and shoot all up the place
Get active in the field
Bitch hah
Shoot out his face now how it feel
We hop out with 762s
I guarantee I'll crack your shield
These niggas is not out here tryna play
They know this shit get real
And when I hop out all black stolen trucks
You knows just what it is
These niggas not out tryna play
If he make another threat then watch me creep outside his place
I'm gon' wake the neighbors out they sleep
With big boy 308s
We walk shit down leave shit deceased
You hear that 'blrrd' can't get away
Hah
I'm gon' walk somn' to the ground
Nigga ass knew not to tweak
Cause he gon' die when we run down
Nigga know how we pull up
And make him duck to choppa sounds
He got hit up by that drac' and he couldn't get up off the ground
What? I'm just gon' kill and kill some more
If he go talk that shit hop out with stick
And leave him on the floor
Walk around with Gen5 on my hip
I bet I up the score
We gon' shoot all through y'all section and make them niggas duck they fro
Hah
Walk around we kill somebody
The way I hop out with this 33
Would of thought my name was Scotty
Catch that boy on a vacation at hotel
Hit through the lobby
Ain't no where that you can go
Make you eat hot shit like taki
Cause' I'm gon' spin the 6 tonight
I guarantee somebody die
I spin that bitch with 'bout 4 pipes
These niggas put up come outside
Shoot out his face and take his life
You can get hit with 223s and 308s
Shit you cant fight
Ride roun' up the score
That boy lost his life for trying to fight
45 tear out his throat
Ah
So many bullets make 'em choke
Next time he diss on live go run inside
And leave 'em on the floor
We ride roun' in stolen trucks
Put bullet holes all in his coupe
Niggas know how we out killin
Walk shit down with 762s
If you diss my kind we spin that side
And take bout' one or two
Come on outside we tryna kill
I'm gon' hit and he gon' hit
Go tell them boys go grab they steel
These niggas is not out here tryna play
But I know where you live
'Cause we gon' spin and shoot all up the place
Get active in the field
Bitch hah
Shoot out his face now how it feel
We hop out with 762s
I guarantee I'll crack your shield
These niggas is not out here tryna play
They know this shit get real
And when I hop out all black stolen trucks
You knows just what it is
These niggas not out tryna play
If he make another threat then watch me creep outside his place
I'm gon' wake the neighbors out they sleep
With big boy 308s
We walk shit down leave shit deceased
You hear that 'blrrd' can't get away
Hah
I'm gon' walk somn' to the ground
Nigga ass knew not to tweak
Cause he gon' die when we run down
Nigga know how we pull up
And make him duck to choppa sounds
He got hit up by that drac' and he couldn't get up off the ground
What? I'm just gon' kill and kill some more
If he go talk that shit hop out with stick
And leave him on the floor
Walk around with Gen5 on my hip
I bet I up the score
We gon' shoot all through y'all section and make them niggas duck they fro
Hah
Walk around we kill somebody
The way I hop out with this 33
Would of thought my name was Scotty
Catch that boy on a vacation at hotel
Hit through the lobby
Ain't no where that you can go
Make you eat hot shit like taki
Cause' I'm gon' spin the 6 tonight
I guarantee somebody die
I spin that bitch with 'bout 4 pipes
These niggas put up come outside
Shoot out his face and take his life
You can get hit with 223s and 308s
Shit you cant fight
Ride roun' up the score
That boy lost his life for trying to fight
45 tear out his throat
Ah
So many bullets make 'em choke
Next time he diss on live go run inside
And leave 'em on the floor
Writer: Krashout Jman
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