Released on June 18, 2002

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[Intro]

Outro, nigga

Fat Boy

This for my niggas on Valley Hill

Made balls, knee 'em since I was yay tall

Fat Boy, college [?]

Swerving like Navigators

Hold dubs, everybody in the A-Town, gotta show 'em love

I appreciate it and I thank y'all 'til I die

It's Fat Boy, fuck it

Let this freestyle ride


[Verse]

Homicide bust 'em, if he got a problem, got the solver

And I don't carry no shells, I'm busting with revolvers

I take 'em out from a distance, no eyewitness

A-Town, lay down, put it on the playground

Like it's old school, might act an old fool with you

Step up, my click will load their TECs up

We break bread and break necks Commanders of fake sets who place bets

I hope your chest can take TECs

Straight to the head, better call the feds

Your shirt was white, thought you was tight, but now it's red

You do not want to play games with Archie

I had you drunk, you thought you was crunk but you was on Bacardi

I slapper her, I'm not an actor, I'm not a rapper, boy, I'm real

And I don't give a fuck how you feel

'Bout this situation 'cause now these niggas got paid

We represent and we will die for that A