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Nigga im a Georgia Boy/Yeah nigga like Pastor Troy/So nigga u when I enter/U know bringin dat noise/Stayin wit toyz/I'll even bring to ya castle/Shawty it aint no hassle/Cuz ill stretch ya/Like some cell mates assholes/AInt no homo inmy game ya lil trick/Niggas tape clothes to they nose/Cuz they know im da shit/Specialy when i spit/Have u squinted ya eyes/Like ya nuts just took a hit/And im really tired of hearin about da Ruckah/Ma Fuckha/U can rhyme it in manys way/Ya mutha sucka/When i lift up my shit Nigga u gon duck/Trust me u dont wanna buck/Guarentteed to get fucked/Cuz im guarreenteed to pop to trunk/Certified to bust da mac/And i promise u/ill lay ya on ya back/U be on ya back squirmin/Stay turned cuz u'll be learnin/Just because i pull a thug act/Dosent mean im always gonna attack/Daz right/i'll let it ride/But Ma Crew aint gonna slide/Stay Representin Da Bestside/Atlanta Da Westside/Say some pussy shit/And End up in da Drive By