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Lil Scrappy - F.I.L.A. Lyrics

[Intro;Lil Jon and (lil scrappy)]

this ya boy Lil Jon right
bme clique!
what!bme clique!
alot of yall niggas be talkin bout air force 1s and shit(okkk k)
alot of yall niggas be talkin bout addidas and shit(okkk k)
but me and my niggas we rock them motha fuckin FILA!(okkk k)
thats what we got on our feet(okkk k)
scrappy whats up!?

[chorus x2 Lil Scrappy (Lil Jon)]
Forever I Love Atlanta!Forever I Love Atlanta!(What!)
Forever I Love Atlanta!Forever I Love Atlanta!(What!)
Forever I Love Atlanta!Forever I Love Atlanta!(What!)
Forever I Love Atlanta!Forever I Love Atlanta!(FILA Nigga!)

[verse 1]
Imma grady baby atl!
and all my life da avis so crunk as hell
you dont wanna step too close or go too far
cuz weh im from shawty niggas beat you down with they car
FILA brought up from my head to my feet
niggas on da block wit da rock they dont sleep
man South Dekalb mall be the crunkest shit
uh you can roll to buckhead and gone fall on a bitch
im a giant ass playa ill stomp on a hata
imma pop this shit off in zone 3 to decatur
we can go back down to weh my grandma stay
dependin on the area you betta watch what you say
iont care if you get over there lookin all crazy
when i get locked up man them broads they wone save me
this the home of the ass woopin buscuits in
and the js on the streets charge mo than a penny aye!


[verse 2]

man its grind time
let my A shine
when im bustin rhymes
smokin pine
my blood see through this Gerogia rhine
and niggas dont love the A
like I love the A
i jest love the way the A smell errday
A time to yo time yeh thats how it go
smokin dro
fuckin hoes
on the city road
when i stomped that bastard i left him with a bruise
had FILA on my feet so it had to be the shoe
I live for the A
I die for the A
I ride for the A
so fuck what you say
what you know about i-20 to 285
got a fine atlanta bitch givin head in the ride
g's up put yo g's up
in the class room crunk
got my benny by my shit so i stay super drunk
ridin downtown with a shot of tiquila
jon introduce me to the gang hot like refa aye!


carry the A on my back
like a torch or rack
i'ma represent it if you scared to go handle that
drankin on crunk reminiscin on crunk years
its the city of crunk where i shed my tears
throw me the peace sign up then upside down
off the rip hell yeah i'm proud
get crunk all day we 'on sleep at night
and if you fight one shawdy then we all gon' fight
don't nobody get crunk in the club like us
if security trippin on pimpin we all gon' rush
even though other niggas thank
they hard
ain't nothin harder than stone mountain i swear to god
yea yall love our hoes
you love our gold
ma with the key
from the A so i love my home
westside to scottdale we all cut hammers
you can catch kids skippin at underground atlanta yeah


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