Ghetto Gods Freestyle

[Intro: DJ Drama] Yeah A lot of talk about what's Atlanta and what's not You wanna see what Atlanta is? You know what I mean? Reassurance Too easy Pop your shit now (Gangsta Grizzillz) EARTHGANG, home worldwide Home certified, gon' testify (Hold on, hold on, hold on) Price for a feature gon' cost your life Where you goin'? Where you goin'? Hold on Bruh (Who me?), hold on Fuck that shit (Mr. Thanksgiving) [Verse 1: Johnny Venus] Bitches, EARTHGANG, home worldwide Home certified, gon' testify Price for a feature, that'll cost your life Fuck your top ten, what your top five? You in the presence of the most high Speak with the tongue of the most fly A couplе of stars in the roof, it's true I'm really a star, my nigga, thе proof I father the youth, I taught them the truth I show them the lies, I open they eyes The real niggas rise, it's diamonds inside Okay, it's my turn, the turn of the tides I pray up to God Don't fuck with the schools or government Laws or none of they rules The media lie every day on the tube Tupac with a billi, my everyday move (Get 'em) [Verse 2: Doctur Dot] Fuckin' money up, hit my baby mama up Who you with? Fuck that shit, I'm pullin' up Threw a brick through a nigga Uber-Lyft Knew he was a bitch, knew he'd try to dip I be lyin', say I do it for the kid I just really fuck with doin' stupid shit White crowds like I'm Hootie and the Fish Fuckin' on a freaky, moody, lil' bitch I don't ever stick around to shoot the shit FaceTime nine times out of ten I be in the whip, droppin' off the jit Droppin' off some dick Sand bars with me like I'm Michael Vick Chopper ate a nigga up, Kyle Pitts Sandlot, big dog, I'm a beast Same time niggas populate the pics [Verse 3: 2 Chainz & DJ Drama] Pick a ring, flick Pinky ring pink Pussy real pink (Talk your shit, Tit) Sink, okay I'm on my way, want me get in there? Been a real nigga turned a millionaire Why you sittin' there? I'll make a million dollars by the time you been got up and did your hair Far as Louis Vuitton, I got sixty pair, you could pick a pair In the fruit fight, you couldn't pick a pear Some might say a grammatical error My granddad had a Chrysler LeBaron Then my dad caught prison time Mom start cryin', fucked up her mascara My trap house had a long-ass line Twelve for the shit, it's porcupine Stuck like truck Fuck them fines, fuck that court Young, Black nigga, I ain't tryna be broke Young, Black nigga, I ain't tryna be broke Rolled 'em dice, then rebuck Take the dough, then re-up My new crib like my ego 'Cause that shit is big as fuck Toni [Outro: DJ Drama] Let me explain something Every time you hear my voice I'm thinkin' Mount Rushmore And there's only a couple spots available What's a king to a god? What's a god to a non-believer? In this case, only the legacy we leave behind Just make sure you quote me when I'm gone (Gangsta Grizzillz)