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    I'll always rep for you, Atlanta

    Yeah, yeah we crankin' this for all tha G's on the east side
    We doin' this for all the Gangstas on the west side
    We doin this for all the kings on the south side
    Yo, and it's on A-T-L and it's on
    A-T-L, A-T-L it's on, and it's on ATL it's on, and it's on, it's on

    As I look at the road from the window
    Reminesing on the places that I been yo
    On the road doin' shows fuckin' thugged out
    Crank tha club up get a playa drug out
    I miss the crib though, on the road pleasin' my fans
    From city to city sometimes it's hard man
    My girl understand, but i be trippin though
    She tellin me she love me more than I will ever know
    I miss tha crib yo, I'm in the streets
    Doin' shows four nights out tha week
    Yeah, sometimes the king just miss his own throne
    Pastor Troy and I miss home, A-T-L

    Atlanta, I'll rep for you, I'll always will rep for you {*2X*}

    I done seen more hotels than my house
    I done seen my home boys running my spouse
    I know it sound crazy but baby understand
    Every night I'm out at least ten grand
    So we can rock Louis Vuitton and have fun
    While puttin up a college fund for my son
    And when we sip we sip Dom Perignon
    And when we dip it's a nasty martin
    I know sometime it seemslike I am just in it for the cheese
    And everytime you wanna chill it's like I up and gotta leave
    But baby I am your king and the crib is my throne
    I can't wait 'till I get back home, to A-T-L


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