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ATG Video (MV)




Performed By: Life Sinarcher
Length: 3:32
Written by: Life Sinarcher




Life Sinarcher - ATG Lyrics




Hardbody we mobbing
4 cars strong
Gripping 4, 4's that's cause anything goes
We getting money the bag always on the road no days off that's cause anything goes
VIP section the henny patron bottle pop a thon that's cause anything goes
A couple of my homies got stuck behind the wall rockafella reform free my mutha f*cking bros

Whoa hit em up whoa whoa hit em up
I always out do my self but that ain't even good enough
Pulling up what you thought you better walk the way you talk allot stutter
Stepping going on f*cks wrong wit em
I was right in the Bronx lining shit up with my KB's
Did the dougie in your bitch
And let her keep the babies whoa all down her throat whoa that the way that
Go I never feel to comfortable round bitches i don't really know cause
The way she dogging you
The same way sheed be dogging me can't feel to confident
With something that don't belong to me
Whoa cold hearted
Whoa stone cold retartded
Body bag post pardoned
It's dead now no responses
That the process of killing shit kurb Cuban killing shit
Threw your Kasket off the bridge cinder blocks attached to it whoa
That's savage whoa whoa 4 karat catch me stream all digital
All g'd up in the video whoa that's gangsta Billy
I thank for putting the hood on the map wood grain on the matt'e
Rubber grip on the strap bar wire on the bat mark magiure
With the bat hard white on the track

Hardbody we mobbing
4 cars strong
Gripping 4,4's that's cause anything goes
We getting money the bag always on the road no days off that's cause anything goes
VIP section the henny patron bottle pop a thon that's cause anything goes
A couple of my homies got stuck behind the wall rockafella reform free my mutha f*cking bros
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Hardbody we mobbing
4 cars strong
Gripping 4, 4's that's cause anything goes
We getting money the bag always on the road no days off that's cause anything goes
VIP section the henny patron bottle pop a thon that's cause anything goes
A couple of my homies got stuck behind the wall rockafella reform free my mutha f*cking bros

Whoa hit em up whoa whoa hit em up
I always out do my self but that ain't even good enough
Pulling up what you thought you better walk the way you talk allot stutter
Stepping going on f*cks wrong wit em
I was right in the Bronx lining shit up with my KB's
Did the dougie in your bitch
And let her keep the babies whoa all down her throat whoa that the way that
Go I never feel to comfortable round bitches i don't really know cause
The way she dogging you
The same way sheed be dogging me can't feel to confident
With something that don't belong to me
Whoa cold hearted
Whoa stone cold retartded
Body bag post pardoned
It's dead now no responses
That the process of killing shit kurb Cuban killing shit
Threw your Kasket off the bridge cinder blocks attached to it whoa
That's savage whoa whoa 4 karat catch me stream all digital
All g'd up in the video whoa that's gangsta Billy
I thank for putting the hood on the map wood grain on the matt'e
Rubber grip on the strap bar wire on the bat mark magiure
With the bat hard white on the track

Hardbody we mobbing
4 cars strong
Gripping 4,4's that's cause anything goes
We getting money the bag always on the road no days off that's cause anything goes
VIP section the henny patron bottle pop a thon that's cause anything goes
A couple of my homies got stuck behind the wall rockafella reform free my mutha f*cking bros
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Writer: Life Sinarcher
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