Kollision - Streets of Atlanta lyrics

It’s a whole lot of traffic, in the streets of Atlanta Them city lights bring out the action, in the streets of Atlanta If we don’t know you then we taxin’, in the streets of Atlanta That cornbread mold the baddest, in the streets of Atlanta Opportunities up for grabbin’, in the streets of Atlanta Boy, you a fool if you ain’t havin’, in the streets of Atlanta Know n***as cool and n***as mackin’, in the streets of Atlanta One thing I know is keep that ratchet, in the streets of Atlanta 90’s baby, Hollywood coat, I know I’m the s**t (213) Between a rock and hard place, call that the bricks I seen a J spark a cliff and she caught my interest With intuition of my uncle in the kitchen whippin’ I had some family up on Jackson Road gettin’ them dead friends N***a know the trap road on a dead end Where we learn to beat your a*s, the jugg and finessin’ Know I’m good on the block from Orlando to West End Ridin’ 285, I’m good on all exits In Z-1, s**t get crazy, it’ll make your head spin They say Atlanta the new Hollywood, b***h we talent They ain’t legalize weed, we on Percocet-10 (B***h) It’s a whole lot of traffic, in the streets of Atlanta Them city lights bring out the action, in the streets of Atlaaanta If we don’t know you then we taxin’, in the streeeeeets of Ataalanta That cornbread mold the baddest, in the streeeets of Atlaaanta Opportunities up for grabbin’, in the streeeets of Atlaaanta Boy, you a fool if you ain’t havin’, in the streeeets of Atlaaanta Know n***as cool and n***as mackin’, in the streeeets of Atlaaanta One thing I know is keep that ratchet, in the streeeets of Atlaanta n***as came from reppin’ neighborhoods to bangin’ bandanas Feed the fam no matter what, from the streets to the slammer Why all the pretty b**hes in the city turned into dancers? Ain’t no more Freaknik, the molly had her turned up on camera Remember the dopeboys would wince, those were the first scammers Said I was in the street, TV only had a few channels We still knuckin’ if you buckin’ if a n***a got Anna Drop my b***h outside of Spring Valley, right there on Candler I’m at the park with the OG’s, bumpin’ oldies When I soak me up some game, them the ones that coach me Know hustler posted at the barber shop on the OD Figured 80 Central Station was the only place to be It’s a whole lot of traffic, in the streets of Atlanta Them city lights bring out the action, in the streeeets of Atlanta If we don’t know you then we taxin’, in the streeeets of Atlanta That cornbread mold the baddest, in the streeeets of Atlanta Opportunities up for grabbin’, in the streeeets of Atlanta Boy, you a fool if you ain’t havin’, in the streeeets of Atlanta Know n***as cool and n***as mackin’, in the streeeets of Atlanta One thing I know is keep that ratchet, in the streets of Atlanta