Area Code 229 Lyrics - Light Poles And Pine Trees - Field Mob

Dougherty County man 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

If I don't be in yo' business nigga stay outta mine 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

First muh'fucker run up I'm layin' him down 

I'm talkin' 'bout these fuck niggaz thought we just was gone 

Fell off the motherfuckin' map naw pussy nigga 

Everybody wanna be country now don't get it fucked up nigga 

FBI Field Boys Incorporated we started this shit, Fleetwood 

I'm well known from the mackin' to the rappin' to the packages of weight 

Still stackin' from the trappin' 'cause I'm platinum wit the yay 

Field Boys be on the corner wit them hundred gram boulders 

It's a war against poverty I'm a damn soldier 

Pumpin' sand gun in hand Shawn the man told ya 

I stay on point like that Uncle Sam poster 

I'm a younger Sam Sosa got hits galore more to come 

I run the underground like I'm a damn gopher 

Stay in the studio I play wit the groupie hoes 

Face on my jewelry froze Jacob in Cuban gold 

Dayton's on hoopties roll draped in the newest clothes 

Gucci to Louis my crew be basically movin' O's 

Bump ya gums 'bout the M O B 

You get cha choice I'll see you or R.I.P. 

I don't care whatcha thank I don't care whatcha say 

Leader of the New South, Shawn Jay 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

If I don't be in yo' business nigga stay outta mine 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

First muh'fucker run up I'm layin' him down 

Chevy P nigga, DTP nigga, FBI nigga 

Chevy P nigga, DTP nigga 

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea 

I'm on the block servin' nicks and dimes 

Movin' more trees and lumberjacks around Christmas time 

I got kryp I got light I got that underwater grown dro 

Shit mixin' pine quarter halves and O's for the low 

I bought the coupe supplyin' chicks I am the mason layin' bricks 

Holla at me I got the keys Chevy P call me the locksmith 

I set the Chevrolet Impellie on Latrell Sprees and Pirellis 

Drop the belly chopped the ceiling block 450 cops can't catch me 

I got my eyes on the black Range wit the fat frame 

'Cause it's everythang my classic ain't threw up my 'Lac cane 

Some trend setter before we got popular 

I was rockin' rose gold when y'all thought that it was copper 

I'm the king the general the Dean the boss 

We the under lords over the whole got damn South 

And I don't care who you is or what you claim to be 

Leader of the New South, Chevy P 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

If I don't be in yo' business nigga stay outta mine 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

What's yo' area code? Mine 229 

First muh'fucker run up I'm layin' him down 

Dougherty County, Dougherty County, Dougherty County 

My small city's called Albany 

Dougherty County 

My small city's called Albany 

Dougherty County 

My small city's called Albany 

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