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Ryan Carter
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Robbed In Atlanta
I told, I told, ay ay, I told you Class in the morning, they hate me bad Call me names, beat my ass No father, they laughed at that All my life, all is sad, all is bad In my dreams Had no cash, or no friends Hurt me bad, people suicide like that Dropped some albums, life got good They speak my name in Hollywood The rep I gained, I'll uphold I'm passing gas, it smell like mold We overload the color code 'Member I was a joke 'Member when clubbin' jack They'll be taking all of my gold!
Getting robbed in Atlanta Twisting my arm til it shatter Credit cards and my cell phone Hitting my head with the Magnum Black Male, bantam White Male holding a Spandau I'm singing like Hannah Montana Drug dealers and gang bangers Black Male, bantam もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com White Male holding a Spandau Lips swole, Jay-Z Memoir, shanty Praying for a vigilante Now I'm crying for Granny He told me, pull up my panty Hope you people understand me
I don't want to feel intimidated, I, I, no, no, no I don't want to feel intimidated, I, I, no, no, no TAKING ALL OF MY GOLD!
Getting robbed in Atlanta Twist my arm, kick my dick, stomp my ass (MY GOLD!) Credit cards, day planner Wake up in Karachi shit, hardliner (TAKING ALL OF MY GOLD!) Whole bunch of bullshit They be stomping my ass out and laughing, shit They be pullin out guns on my ass, shit I got plenty of shit in my Jockey's, run 'for they blast and shit Black Male, bantam White Male holding a Spandau
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