Lyrics

Everybody's doing it Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) What, what, what Uh, uh, uh This the A-Town right? Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) I don't see y'all movin' Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Y'all [Chorus] We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit (This is A-Town right? Organized Noize) Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch (Dungeon Family, I don't see y'all movin') We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit (Bubba Sparxxx) Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yеah bitch (Beat Club) We the shit, wе the shit, we the shit, we the shit (This is A-Town right?) Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch (Introducing the young G-Rock) We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch (It's where you started at right?) We the shit [Verse 1: G-Rock] Yeah, out the way, elbows start that jerk front, jerk back With a face make people say don't even look like that H-Town nigga born and raised, your boy just flex like that Represent for all my hoodlums, where my hoodrats at? We bankhead while y'all roll your heads and dance like that Flatly, a vintage Nike 84 suedes with black We the shit, point our gun at your ass and showed your stacks And give a little A-Town, like bitch don't say shit back 50 H-Town turn back A-Town a place where niggas hate on you and then they love you back A-Town where niggas flip out and you know bitch you can't take that back A-Town over hear gettin' all upset ain't no erasin' that Where the straightenin' at? [Chorus] We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch We the shit [Verse 2: Bubba Sparxxx] If Bubba ain't a stellar feller Y'all just need to measure better Yeah you skinny and I'm chunky Still I work this sweater better Traded in that Polo horsey for this alligator garment Pulled up in that yucky yellow with G-Rock and made you vomit In the sky, superstars, and I'm the "Hope You Hate It" comet Movin' beans by the bundles, it's the code of Reaganomics Country boy bring in pounds to the town in the drought Black and white, whatever 'cause green is what I been about Called a broad at Georgia Tech, set up shop in the dorm Weed or pills, boy or girl, what they need I got it for 'em Polished up and poppin' for 'em This one here is not the norm Been a minute since I shot the rifle but the Glock is warm Started in LaGrange then I jumped a nine in Athens Connected with them birds in ATL and grind, imagine 'Cause real Connect with real, simply look me eye to eye Coped 'em for the lowest low and flipped 'em for the highest high [Chorus] We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch We the shit [Verse 3: Khujo Goodie] Can y'all show some love for the real niggas Who put this bitch on the map? Who made them respect southern rap? Don't y'all never forget Come on, Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik Soul food with the dirty south movement Old school, Pro Tool, with the full clip A-Town for life, we ain't got to prove shit Radio hatin' on us, they won't play our hits But we still gon' shine, even in darkness [Big Gipp] Yeah, yeah, it's Gipp, king of the pork chops Gipp, king of the flipflops Gipp, king of the tube socks with my name stitched on 'em Gipp, he don't drive compact whips Gipp, he only cruise four door ships Whatever the endeavor Handled, dismantled with the throwaway heavy metal I talk it, y'all drank and get you served We the shit, resuscitate rap like Gregory Hines did tap Fully automatically strapped We the shit, form to the neck and make you tap out Gracefully we rule, we the shit Been rappin' and scrappin' and adaptin' to this industry Since '96 been the shit, still the shit Connect the shit, we the shit nigga, who the shit? [Chorus] We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch We the shit, we the shit, we the shit, we the shit Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch, yeah bitch We the shit