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young jeezy - dreamin
[intro]
This one for the hood rite here
Song dedicated for anybody out dere got sum dreams
Dont give up on yo dreams real talk
Ya ready kiese lets go
[keyshia]
Dreamin.....Dreamin......Dreamin......
Dreamin.....Dreamin......Dreamin......
[verse 1]
Born september 28 my life far from great
No food on the table so we fought for steak
But im so close to jail feels lyke im so close to hell
Moms smokin rocks same shit im sellin
So who's wrong her or me
She addicted to tha high im addicted to tha cash
Almost put my hands on here when i caught her in my stash
How could i do like dat lord knows im wrong
Why would i do her like dat lord know she strong
I kno its been hard but we made it baby
10 years clean so she still my lady i must be dreamin
[hook]
Dreamin' (always think about it) (i must be) (man i must be)
Dreamin' (always think about it) Dreamin' (ooooo rite)
Dreamin' (always think about it) (must be) man i must be
Dreamin' (always think about it) Dreamin' (oooo yea)
[verse 2]
1 thing about it i got luv for you homie
2 things about it i take a slug for you homie
Look atchu now u's a buisness man
Im proud of u dawg handle ya buisness man
U like the brother i neva eva had
U try ya best n i still get mad
We risk's it all togetha been thru it all togetha
Caught cases n we still togetha
Headed OT i sleep while u driven
Me n my dawg ya we chippin on 5's
Rememba back when we shared our clothes
Look at us now we sell our shows i must be dreamin
[hook]
[verse 3]
I was young n dumb wit a pocket full of cash
Posted on the block wit a pocket full of glass
Full speed still runin from my pass
But its startin to catch up ya its gainin on my ass
Theres 2 types of niggas prediter n prey
Ima prediter i prey 3 times a day
Man u wants said one day u'll hav kids
N how u gonna explain all dat shit u did
Ima soul survivor we far from a crook
She always said i was a lot smarter then i looked
So i took my dreams n made it some thousands
Then i took my life n i made it a album i must be dreamin'
[repeat hook till fade]
young jeezy - and then what
Boom Boom Clap (12X)
Let's Get It
First I'm gone stack my flo' (and then what?)
Then I'm gone stack some mo' (and then what?)
Close shop then I do my count, hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
(and then what?)
Get Fresh and jump in one of dem cars (yeah)
Hit the club and get one of dem broads (and then what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I be kickin' her out (heyy)
Patty cake, patty cake, microwave
These suckas make a square, goddamn I'm paid (ha ha)
I'm so cool, but I'm so hot, and I'm, I'm so fly, and you, you're so not (nope)
Show me what you're workin' with just like that (like that)
Turn around, bend over, bring it back (bring it back)
Slow Mannie, Mannie Fresh bring it back (bring it back)
It's Mannie Fresh and Snowman, it's a wrap
Wrapped up in the club, yeah I'm so crazy
These other rappers actors like Patrick Swayze (ha ha)
I tried to tell 'em but these niggaz ain't hearin' me
Mossberg Pump ridin' shotgun literally (daaamn)
Live from the projects, you know what it is
Ay, Snowman, (what up), can I get a ad lib?
Get the club crunk, can't take that from me
Ain't dropped yet, still got a lil' jon money
First I'm gone stack my flo' (and then what?)
Then I'm gone stack some mo' (and then what?)
Close shop then I do my count, hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
(and then what?)
Get Fresh and jump in one of dem cars (yeah)
Hit the club and get one of dem broads (and then what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I be kickin' her out (heyy)
I see ya lookin' (ha ha), with ya lookin' ass
Catch Snowman in the kitchen with his cookin' ass (cheaa)
I'm so clean, but I'm so grimy (alright), so dirty but yet, I'm so shinin'
My nigga Kiki B told me finish my meal, Def Jam, seven figures we can finish the deal (yeaaah)
Some say I lucked up, I call it perfect timing (yeah)
I can't lose, the whole city's behind me
Go
Boom Boom Clap (12X)
Ay, Ay, Ay, chea, haha,Ay, Ay, Ay Let's Get It
First I'm gone stack my flo' (and then what?)
Then I'm gone stack some mo' (and then what?)
Close shop then I do my count, hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
(and then what?)
Get Fresh and jump in one of dem cars (yeah)
Hit the club and get one of dem broads (and then what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I be kickin' her out (heyy)
I got million dollar dreams and federal nightmares (ay)
We pop Cris' my niggaz, and still drink beer (dat's riiight)
What did you expect man, I came from nothin' (nothin)
Real street nigga, wouldn't change for nothin'
Got my niggaz out the hood, it's such a wonderful feeling (chea)
Three car garage wit the twelve foot ceiling (ay)
It oughta be a crime just to feel this good
I swear it oughta be a crime just to be this hood (ayy)
First I'm gone stack my flo' (and then what?)
Then I'm gone stack some mo' (and then what?)
Close shop then I do my count, hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
(and then what?)
Get Fresh and jump in one of dem cars (yeah)
Hit the club and get one of dem broads (and then what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I be kickin' her out (heyy)
young jeezy - last of a dying breed
(feat. Trick Daddy, Young Buck, Ill Will)
[Young Jeezy verse:]
Welcome to da life of a young thug nigga (jea)
Only hang out wit dem criminals and dem drug dealers (ayyy)
I'm from even where da dead die (die)
But try an do it big like da kid from bedstuy
I see death around da corna and i aint scared I got a carbon wit 15 and I'm fully prepared (that's right)
Lord a mercy 20 rounds in a clip (jea)
Outta line get 20 rounds in ya hip (ayyy)
Shoot first and ask question lata (lata)
Da answer is it was all about da paper (jea)
Everything da game is shit to lose and a new forty-five that I'm dyin to use (yeahhhh)
[Chorus]
[Ill Will]
If ya real like me (like me)
Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see (ay)
Last of a dying breed, Last of a dying breed, Last of a dying breed
And if ya real like me (like me)
Keep that thang on ya hip that's just da way that its gotta be
Last of a dying breed, Last of a dying breed,last of a dying breed
[Young Buck]
I done seen niggaz come and go
Shit da whole world done seen wat I done before
We do anythang when da funds is low
I'm da reason outta townas don't come no mo
Let me show you niggaz how to break down da whole thang
My nigga B.G. know Buck been a birdman
Its got to be in ya blood to be a thug
If i aint makin enough I ma jack my plug
We was born in it
Not sworn in it
You can go against it or you can join wit it
Made mark so da streets gon rememba me
Now come and git it nigga Ca$hville Tennekee holla back
[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
Some of da dudes we thought was real O.G.s was O.D.s cause they talk pleas and includin G's like you and me (you and me)
The first step was going to set a trap
So in a short period they convince da grand jury to allow a phone tap
And if they listen in
Not once did they hear us mentioning
Murder and a cocaine distributing
Through all that was dividends comin in
I'm straightly gettin betta yet we too smart for ya bullshit
Callin all cars (callin all cars)
Its your brother-in-laws and tell em hurry up and come dem niggaz got gunz
Man down shots fired only fuck niggaz and cops died
First stage of a ride and dem fuck couldn't sneak by
When you a witnessin and shit five bitch be quiet because they only got what you tell em
And then da witness that they had to the bitch was lyin there dead
Shot in da street all red
Wit two shots to his head
Cause he was workin for da feds
And they last informant informed us they had it out for us
For a bird but he got popped for it
So ride or die for em (ride or die for em)
Betta yet you betta kill em
Cause I think he gon get da bitch to tell em
And he probably done all ready told
But then again with out a witness dem bitches aint got shit
[Chorus]
young jeezy - soul survivor
[Intro:]
Convict
Akon and Young Jeezy
Tryin' to take it easy
Only way to go
And So...
[Chorus (Akon):]
If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop (Now)
'Cuz I'm a rida (Yeah)
I'm just a Soul Survivor (Yeah)
'Cuz er'body know the game don't stop
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now)
If you a rida (Yeah)
Or just a Soul Survivor (Yeah)
[Verse 1 (Young Jeezy):]
(Let's get it) At night I can't sleep--we livin' in Hell (Yeah)
First they, give us the work then they throw us in jail (Ayy)
Road trip ya--I'm trafficing in the white
Please Lord don't let me go to jail tonight (Yeah)
Who Me?? I'm a Soul Survivor
Ask about 'em in the street, the boy Jeezy a rida (Jeezy a rida)
A hundred grand on my wrist, yeah life (Ha Ha), sucks
Fuck the club, dawg, I rather count a million bucks (Ayy)
[Chorus (Akon):]
If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop (Now)
'Cuz I'm a rida (Yeah)
I'm just a Soul Survivor (Yeah)
'Cuz er'body know the game don't stop
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now)
If you a rida (Yeah)
Or just a Soul Survivor (Yeah)
[Verse 2 (Young Jeezy):]
Another day, another dolla (dolla)-same block, same nigga, same part, same green
I guess we got the same dreams (Ayy)
Or is it the same nightmares (nightmares)
We let the Thugs do it for us--we don't cry tears (That's right)
Real niggaz don't budge
When Mail Man got his time he shot birds at the judge (Yeah)
I'm knee deep in the game
So when it's time to read up, I'm knee deep in the cane (Damn)
Real talk, Look, I'm tellin' you mayne (tellin' you mayne)
If you get jammed up don't mention my name
Forgive me Lord--I know I aint livin' right
Gotta feed the block, niggaz starvin', they got appitites (Ayy)
And this is er'day, it never gets old (Old)
When I was a juvenile I stuck to the G-Code (Yeah)
This aint a rap song, nigga this is my life (this is my life)
And if the hood was a battlefield then I'd earn stripes (Yeah)
[Chorus (Akon):]
If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop (Now)
'Cuz I'm a rida (Yeah)
I'm just a Soul Survivor (Yeah)
'Cuz er'body know the game don't stop
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now)
If you a rida (Yeah)
Or just a Soul Survivor (Yeah)
[Verse 3 (Young Jeezy):]
Gotta watch er' move 'cuz them eyes be on you (eyes be on you)
Gotta dry real cool when them pies be on you (pies be on you)
Just because we stack paper and we ball outrageous (ball outrageous)
Them alphabet boys gotta us under survalence (Ayy)
(Lock Downs) They lock us in cages
The same nigga that's a star when you put 'em on stages
I aint cheat--played the hand I was dealt
Tried to tax the grand pearl when I got it myself
(Let's Get It) No nuts, no glory (no glory)
My biography, you damn right, the true story (Yeah)
Set the city on fire, and I didn't even try (try)
Run these streets all day, I can sleep when I die (Ayy)
[Bridge (Akon):]
'Cuz if you lookin' for me you can find me
On the block disobeyin' the law
Real G--therobred from the streets
Pants saggin' with my gun in my draws
Just to keep on movin' out
Just to keep on movin' out
Just to keep on movin' out
Just to keep on movin' out
[Chorus (Akon) 2x:]
If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop (Now)
'Cuz I'm a rida (Yeah)
I'm just a Soul Survivor (Yeah)
'Cuz er'body know the game don't stop
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now)
If you a rida (Yeah)
Or just a Soul Survivor
young jeezy - major distribution
[Hook: 50 Cent (+ Snoop Dogg)]
I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw
(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds,
10 pounds, 20 pounds, more boy)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Run tell the Bloods I'm Crip and go tell the Crips I'm Blood
Nigga, I be tripping, bitch, I don't give a fuck
I put the K on niggas, I spray on niggas
Come through 2012, XJ on niggas
I'm a Apex predator, nigga, I'm strolling
Shooters on deck, I break bread and they own me
Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off?
Why the fuck would you be repeating that?
Nigga, I'm a rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June
Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jack?
I'm in a dope fiend's dream, I got it for 'em raw
That's that morphin memories, except I'm breaking the law
I was born a problem, in the stroller with the llama
I'm violent, I kill a nigga, put that on my mama
Nah, nah, don't tell me nothing about none of these niggas
I smoke all these niggas for this bread
[Hook]
I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw
(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds,
10 pounds, 20 pounds, more boy)
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I give a fuck about a fed as I jump up outta bed
5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, yeah
I'm trying to put this shit away
On the low, I need a hit a day, think you better get away
From my, oh, my, I got a bernie that'll fire
From Cali to Kingston, back to NY
Snoop's master kush, smoke 5 to 9
Come by and get you some pounds and now you flying high
Run with the metal with my foot to the pedal
G's with the trees and the C's on my level
5-0, you know I go hard, these fools caught me go hard
Head nigga in charge, this nigga soft as DeBarge
But I ain't tripping, I'm just flipping my cheese
Cause if you really want the bomb come and fuck with your G's
I got it, always kill, always will
Had that, sit that, my nigga get that, you hear that?
[Hook]
I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw
(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds,
10 pounds, 20 pounds, more boy)
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
5 AM in the kitchen, nigga, I'm coughing
Bag full of white 8 balls, I'm going golfing
Now homie got killed last night, bought him a coffin
Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphin
Guess that's the life of a yay flipper
Choppers making your ass get naked just like a stripper
Got camels for the jackets, home invaders, man
Them niggas coming all black like they Raiders fans
All I saw growing up was kilos and gangbanging
Then the homie taught me to whip, game changing
Now I'm breaking down birds on the coffee table
Yeah, and half them bitches sold 'fore they off the table
Gotta lil nigga want him a half, I?m gonna split it
The type of nigga work that bitch like it's a skillet
Sold them more water, stretching like it's elastic
Weigh it up in 250's, wrap it up in plastic, yeah
[Hook]
I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw
(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds,
10 pounds, 20 pounds, more boy)
young jeezy - street niggaz
[Young Jeezy]
[Street Niggaz]
[Chorus]
gang-gang-gangstas...
street niggaz...
real gangstas...
street niggaz...
[Verse 1]
I relate to niggaz and they relate to me
Real niggas do real things thats how it supposed to be
Cut from the same clothe make the same shirt
Prolly had the same plug and got the same worth
Ill whack ur ass and skip to the N.O.
And lay low in the projects wit my ken-folk
AK-47 with the shoulder strap
Set it off had it sounded like the Nolia clap
Got 2 strikes nigga dodgin the one time
This real life got the nerve to call it punchline
Well i got a punch line for ya
You aint talkin bout shit i wanna see my lawyer
[Chorus]
gang-gang-gangstas...
street niggaz...
real gangstas...
street niggaz...
gang-gang-gangstas...
street niggaz...
real gangstas...
street niggaz...
[Verse 2]
Fuck the style
They jockin my slang
Im a real street nigga
We are not the same
Im grown nigga
So play wit ur own kids
I'm on nigga
So get ur own ad libs
One white girl left
Save the last dance
My partner said you want it
Well this ur last chance
Funny how a Nextel can get u 50 years
Co-defendent makin deals like he work at Sears
Still posted at the Amoco
Judge givin cash three numbers like an Amoco
Play the game how it go
Fuck what a nigga think
Cuz under pressure niggaz change like chameleon paint
[Chorus]
gang-gang-gangstas...
street niggaz...
real gangstas...
street niggaz...
gang-gang-gangstas...
street niggaz...
real gangstas...
street niggaz...
[Verse 3]
ay...ay...
White shit in my attic
And i aint talkin sheet rock
They killed the nigga round the corner
Now the blocks hot
Blockbuster night
Glocks poppin like popcorn
Folks comin threw shakin niggas like popcorn
Niggas soft like hot butter
And they might talk
concession stand ass niggas love to drop salt
Im a street poet
let me paint a picture
1st of the month
Time to get a scrilla
Couple O's over here
Couple O's over there
Got a whole one stashed in my livin room chair
Dude never smile aint shit funny
Jeezy Maguire, now show me the money
young jeezy - amazin
[Intro:]
I put on, I put on, I put on, I put on for my city, on on for my city, I put on for my city on on for my city, I put on for my city on on for my city, I put on for my city on on for my city,
[Verse 1:]
When they see me off in traffic they say jeezy on some otha shit, send them pussy niggas runnin straight back to the dealership, me I'm in my spaceship that's right I work for NASA, this 7-H is not a fraud call dat bitch my bodyguard, call dat bitch your bodyguard (yeah dats my bodyguard) out of jewelery young don't do security, what's whiter than a napkin harder than a dinner plate, if you want it come and get it you know I stay super straight, ran up in my spot so now I'm workin out the super 8, know you niggas hungry come and get a super plate, ya'll sing happy birthday yeah I got this super cake, hundred carrot braclet I use it like some super bait,
[Chorus: x2]
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on Eastside, Put on Southside, Put on Westside, Put on let's go.
[Verse 2:]
Head back, top back, ain't nothing but a young thug, H-K's A-K's I need to join a gun club big wheels big straps you know I like it super sized passengers a red bone her weave look like some curly fries inside fish sticks, outside tartar suace, pocket full of celery imagine what she's telling me, blowin on asparagus the realist shit I ever smoked riding to that trap or die the realist shit I ever wrote, they know I got that broccoli so I keep that glock on me don't get caught with out one comin from where I'm from, Call me Jeezy Hamliton Flying down campbellton
So fresh so clean on my way to Charlene
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3: Kanye West using autotuner]
I put on, I put on, I put on
I put on for my city, I put on for my, I put on my city, I put for my city onwwwon
I Feel like it's still niggas that owe me checks I feel like it's still bitches that owe me sex
I feel like dis but niggas don't know these stress I lost the only girl in the world that know me best I got the money and the fame and that don't mean shit I got the jesus on the chain man that don't mean shit cause when the jesus pieces can't bring me peace so I need just at leat one of russel's nieces on I let my nightmares go I put on everybody that I knew from the go I know hoes that was fronting when they knew we was broke they say damn yezy yezy you don't know us no more you got the big fame homie and you just changed on me you can ask big homie man the top so lonely III... so lonely III... let me see what we have tonight I'm high as a satelite I see them flashing lights cause everynight I put on.
[Chorus x2]
young jeezy - lose my mind
Lose My Mind Lyrics
featuring Plies
(Jeezy speaking)
let's get it shawty
oh this dat shit right here
wassup wassup
(103)oh!
(nigga 103)oh!
dey gon get crunk when dis shit drop in the club
nigga
let's go!!
(chorus)
why yall trippin, I'm just fine
12:45, bout dat time
couldnt get it all week, time to unwind
drink like a tank,,lose my mind
this shit crazy, way to bad
rozay baby, waste 2 stackz
hottest thing in the lot, that there mine
cant spell sober,lost my mind
(verse 1)
I'm hearin voices in my head think I'm schizophrenic
I swear they sayin let's get it from another planet
36 a thousand times I'm doin summer salts
do it right and you can leave ya whole summer off
I'm out my mind,yea a nigga seein double yall
now tell me wat?s the chance of jizzle fuckin both of
yall
she said as long as we can do it wit ya ice on
if that?s the case we might as well leave the lights
on
I'm out my mind,just blew a thousand swisher sweets
in my black and orange charger,call it trick or treat
it ain't nothin to a boss, my goons got goons
how stupid dumb big,my rooms got rooms
(chorus)
why yall trippin,I'm just fine
12:45,bout that time
couldn?t get it all week,time to unwind
drink like a tank,lose my mind
this shit crazy,way to bad
rozay baby(ha),waste 2 stackz
(aye young dis me bruh bruh)hardest thing in the
lot,that there mine
(hood affiliated baby)
cant spell sober,lost my mind
(verse 2)(plies)
guess wat my momma told me,she hate my patnas
guess why she hate em though,
cuz all of em robbin?
fuck da police,cuz all of em problems
white girls fun,cuz all of em swallow
why i ain't fuck ha at the house,cuz the bitch
hollered
and where the pill man at,he need a blue dolphin
ol broke azz nigga,stop cock blockin
security,i need help cuz the bitch stalkin
a half fuckin mill,thats what the whip cost me
one-hundred dollaz,thats what the pussy cost me
and when the nigga start hatin,thats when the nigga
lost me
fantastico,thats what the hoez,thats what the hoes
call me
(chorus)
why yall trippin,I'm just fine
12:45,bout dat time
couldn?t get it it all week,time to unwind
drink like a tank,lose my mind
this shit crazy,way to bad
rozay baby,waste 2 stacks
hardest thing in the lot,that there mine
cant spell sober,lost my mind
(verse 3)
drop the top,no broad,got ha titties out
mention my name and bring da whole city out
doing what i do best,d-boy stuntin
new car,old money,d-boy stuntin
step in cleaner then a new glock-40
nick name in the A,strapped up shawty
you know my nerves bad,trigger like a toothpick
line wrapped around the corner,boy too big
G-Code, black shades and my black chainz
but if you wouldn't understand,its a black thing
you know we drink that rozay til we black out
wake up,drink some more,pass back out
(chorus)
why yall trippin,I'm just fine
12:45,bout that time
ain't done it all week,time to unwind
drink like a tank,lose my mind
dis shit crazy,way to bad
rozay baby,waste 2 stackz
hardest thing in the lot,that there mine
cant spell sober,lost my mind
young jeezy - beez like
(Intro)
Yeah, wassup
Time for the fallen soldiers
Can't have a war without casualties
You know? (Believe that)
For everybody goin' thru the struggle
You know? Real shit everyday, everyday shit is real
(In the hood, every ghetto, every block, every trench)
I know how you feel (Look!)
(Hook)
I been out here grindin' so long
But still I had to find my way on my own
I could tell you what it beez like
I could tell you what it beez like
I'm a true hustler, all that I know
So I can make it anywhere that I go
I could tell you what it beez like
I could tell you what it beez like, beez like
(Verse: Jeezy)
Straight from the hood, got a get money fetish
Pocket full of green, nigga, like a head of lettuce
Put the work in a bag, make a yayo sandwich
Then we go and spread it through the hood like Manwich
One thing about it, we gon' get this bread
When you knew shit was real? When they found a rat dead
Right around the corner where us young niggas hustled at
Right by the stop sign, that's where they was bussin' at
When you come here with nothin', gotta learn how to provide
Carlo had a Benz 'fore he was old enough to drive
Losin' 10, 20 every night, gamblin' ain't nothin'
And ya nigga got killed takin' up for his cousins
When you knew shit was real? Drop outfit in the feds
Still 8 years and a nigga shot him dead
On the humbug, left him slumped in his car
Everybody got a day, don't matter who you are
(Hook)
I been out here grindin' so long
But still I had to find my way on my own
I could tell you what it beez like
I could tell you what it beez like
I'm a true hustler, all that I know
So I can make it anywhere that I go
I could tell you what it beez like
I could tell you what it beez like, beez like
(Verse 2: Lil Boosie)
Stove water, heat cold water
Knew I'd touch a bird when I got my first quarter
Sell water to a well, nigga
Cold nights, cold hearts, tough love, that's what it be like in jail,
Nigga
Mama crying at my visit cause she care for me
Daughter just had her period, ain't there for her
Know how to have a girl you know just gon' hold ya back
But the pussy so good you keep goin' back
Hurt when ya main man turned rat
Make the whole la familia turn hot like that
Any city, any block, any boulevard
I survive, no lie, I'm a ghetto boy
I could tell ya bout the dos and don'ts
I make it anywhere I go, so lose I won't
I can tell ya bout the hard time when ya really need it
Been grindin' so long, still had to call Jeezy
(Hook)
I been out here grindin' so long
But still I had to find my way on my own
I could tell you what it beez like
I could tell you what it beez like
I'm a true hustler, all that I know
So I can make it anywhere that I go
I could tell you what it beez like
I could tell you what it beez like, beez like
(Verse 3: Jeezy)
Straight from the bottom, tryna make it to the top
What the gov'ment don't give you, gotta get it from the block
Feel like a bad boy cause this shit don't stop
Street so dirty, need a muhfuckin' mop, uh oh!
Lil homie, stay focused, handle ya business
Don't talk to them niggas around you, might be a witness
Don't tell the dishwasher what you did wit' ya dishes
Don't tell these snitchin' niggas what you did wit' ya riches
Niggas is hopin' they see Christmas
But, if we just happen to don't, we hope you miss us
Santa raised all seven them kids, didn't miss a meal
She work them fingers right to the bone, didn't miss a bill
Niggas seek for the. 9, let's make a deal
See, one thing bout countin' this money, it make ya feel
See, I used to get 'em right from the source, got 'em direct
The same nigga that had a connect, he in the set
(Hook)
I been out here grindin' so long
But still I had to find my way on my own
I could tell you what it beez like
I could tell you what it beez like
I'm a true hustler, all that I know
So I can make it anywhere that I go
I could tell you what it beez like
I could tell you what it beez like, beez like
young jeezy - bang
(feat. Lil Scrappy, T.I.)
[Chorus]
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
If you ain't from round here dog don't even come around
Twist ya fingers up bang motherfucker bang
Throw ya hoods up bang motherfucker bang
Eastside! (Hit 'em up bang motherfucker bang)
Southside! (Hit 'em up, bang motherfucker bang)
[Young Jeezy]
Do ya thug thang gon' get 'em up
Represent ya side nigga hit 'em up
Disrespect we gon' take it there
We 30 deep lil nigga we ain't fighting fair
You better holla at ya partners
Before we catch them outside and hit they ass wit dem choppers
The .45 make my pants sag
Catch me bouncing through the club wit my crip flag
You don't like it do something nigga
Where I'm from if we don't like it we do something nigga
And you know we gon' ride homes
Stomped a nigga ass out until they turn the lights on
[Chorus]
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
If you ain't from round here dog don't even come around
Twist ya fingers up bang motherfucker bang
Throw ya hoods up bang motherfucker bang
Eastside! (Hit 'em up bang motherfucker bang)
Westside! (Hit 'em up, bang motherfucker bang)
[T.I.]
Me and Jeezy on the back street
Choppers in the back seat
What we fin to do the questions yean even gotta ask me
Desert in my lap and skullcap and a black tee
Looking for the niggaz that say they fin to attack me
Turn the music down low and let the 'llac creep
Fuck the police I give a damn if they catch me
Wait a minute that's that nigga looking at me
Let off 50 shots you niggaz ran like a track meet
I know my partners would have did the job for a flat fee
But seeing dem niggaz bleed is the only thing that's gon' relax me
I'm hands on nigga damn what you say
All them games that you play don't stand a chance in the A nigga
[Chorus]
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
If you ain't from round here dog don't even come around
Twist ya fingers up bang motherfucker bang
Throw ya hoods up bang motherfucker bang
Eastside! (Hit 'em up bang motherfucker bang)
Southside! (Hit 'em up, bang motherfucker bang)
[Lil Scrappy]
Roll up on yo block
All the bullshit stops
Man hoe know that I'm the prince so that ass gon' drop
I was born in the A with things in the face
Smoke weed everyday
Zone 3 where I play
Yeah I think I'm the shit cause I got an SS
But the shit a old folk so you can receive the letter
I'm the best of the best
And the freshest of the fresh
Gotta pistol black out wit an Atlanta Hawk vest
Gotta lifetime of trouble and my brain still nervous
I don't rep the A by mistake I do the shit on purpose
Do it how it's worth it rim and the cars swerving
It ain't nothing but Lil Scrappy and Jeezy up to start murkining ya
[Chorus]
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
If you ain't from round here dog don't even come around
Twist ya fingers up bang motherfucker bang
Throw ya hoods up bang motherfucker bang
Eastside! (Hit 'em up bang motherfucker bang)
Westside! (Hit 'em up, bang motherfucker bang)
young jeezy - keep it gangsta
Keep It Gangsta
CHEAAA, AYEEE
You niggas doing way too much nigga.
You tryin to bite my style, steal my swag.
You wanna know how to do it I'll give you the recipe.
Let's go.
[Chorus:]
I keep it gangsta and they love dat shit
[Repeat 3x]
If you's a gangsta you gone love dis shit
[Repeat whole chorus]
[Verse: (Jeezy)]
This one's for you and I ain't talking Bud Light, (Nope)
HK nigga with that little red light, (Ha Ha)
Whole club bouncing erbody strapped up,
Pull it out my pants and make erbody back up, (Yeeeaaa)
Fuck a record deal the boy just too real,
Watch em cook it on da stove man the boy got skills, (Cheaaa)
Streets is talking whole hood's whispering,
Careful what I say cause I know dem folks listening, (Damn!)
It's ya boy Mr. 17-5,
Lil mama whole the strap and the work while I drive, (Chea)
Take it out the wrap and I put it on the scale,
But keep that on da low cause I ain't trying to go to jail. (Ha Ha)
[Chorus:]
[Verse: (Slick Pulla)]
They call me Slick Manning cause my vision's great, (Chea)
Toss shells like pigskins when I squeeze the 8,
Think I start for the Braves way I rep the A,
Like John Smokes in his prime when I pitch the K,
Got the scale in my pocket on some suicide doors,
Yams in the strap facing suicide time, Let's go
Outlandish wit it man it's stupid how we shine, Aye
Catch me in them bunkers with the troops all the time, (Okay)
I heed like Sadam but I'm sick like Ooday, (OODAY!!!)
Keeps some youngsters with me and they all bout gunplay, (Ha Ha)
We been had the streets jammed up to stock,
We down south niggas but the plugs up top. (FOR REAL)
[Chorus:]
[Verse: (Blood Raw)]
BLOOD RAW I KEEP IT GANGSTA MY NIGGA
This for gangstas I ain't talking bout you bustas,
Choppa toaters money gettas naw not you suckas,
Coola than a fan coola than a freezer,
Still in da hood ridin sixes on the Reagal,
Still on MLK still got a side,
Still getting money and I'm still in the trap,
Lil mama say she like me plus she know I'm hood,
I'm a fool wit laying pipe plus she know I'm good,
I got a spot for the yay Uncle Pete keep the K's,
Auntie Shirley got the money if they rush then we straight,
732 shawdy leave it in my pager,
We ain't talking on dem phones cause I know you talking paper.
[Chorus:]
young jeezy - don t do it
[Spoken:]
This is the greatest show on earth
What's understood ain't gotta be said SIMPLE
[Sung:]
Don't Let em Down
[Spoken:]
I see you Zipo... I got ya homie
[Verse 1:]
No mo jose no mo rosie
They locked my dog up and that ain't ro-zay
All he wanted was the fame make it last forever
You get some ones I get some ones we make it rain together
I'm talkin Quabo dreams cristal fetishes
Smokein' everyday just to keep ya sanity
Just me and nigga like what up doe
Still partyin' the club closed an hour ago
I guess the back to back Lambo's a thing of the past
We used to talk on a chirp now we talking through a glass
Just like the glass I know he sees right through me
Transparent I can't hide my window pain
I'm thinkin' what to say to make him have a betta day
I'm walkin' down this lil hallway like what the fu*k I'm gonna say
As I'm walkin' down the halls I feel the stress in the walls
I need to lighten up man this sh*t is too tense
Feels like I need Tums my heart aches so bad
When he sees my face he's gonna be so glad
Then I look into his eyes swear to god I seen his soul
Tell me what can make a hot boy stare so cold
As I looked a lil deeper I saw a lil hope then he cracked a smile
He still got his pride
Keep doin' what you doin' hold us real nigga's down
No matta what you do don't let us real nigga's down
[Chorus:]
Jeezy don't do it
Don't you let em down young jeezy
Don't you let em down young jeezy
No no no no no
Noooooo
Jeezy don't do it
[Verse 2:]
I done been through so much real life done lose touch
And yet so much yell of my sence of smell and I don't mean that literally
But I mean this literally these nigga's actors me I'm a factory
Known for movin' big money sh*t at least a tractor
No breaks no tires I'm a ride for these streets YEAH till the wheels
Fall off
It's gonna take more then hate to get my focus off can't knock the
Hustle still stackin' dead presidents They say he on his way out well that's a
Reasonable doubt ain't no nigga's like the ones I got friend or foe politics as usual
I'm feelin' it still livin' with regrets with all these imaginary playa's you must love me
I told ya'll in do time the city is mine
[Chorus:]
Jeezy don't do it
Don't you let em down young jeezy
Don't you let em down young jeezy
No no no no no
Noooooo
Jeezy don't do it
Please please please please
Don't you let em do it no
Don't you let em do it no
No no no no no
Jeezy don't do
Neva eva neva eva neva eva
Jeezy don't do it
Nah
Nah
young jeezy - crazy world
(What they want?)
They want that killing shit
That dumb shit that where you from shit
That ride around you hood all day with your gun shit
All I got to my name is two bricks and one felony
Your going back to jail that's what my country's keep on telling me
I really ain't buying all this bullshit they selling me
When the government throwing more curves than the letter C
I said the letter C I guess that's for correctional
They try to box me in, sit me still like a vegetable
[Chorus:]
God damn another trap I think bush trying to punish us
Sending little messages out to each and every one of us
Real g shit well that's really unheard of
When you get more time for selling dope than murder
In this crazy world
This world keeps spinning my rims still spinning
Even though the money slow we still spinning
In this crazy world
Let this world keep turning yeah my blunts still burning
Same thing different day still burning
In this crazy world and this dopes still selling
And these nigga's still telling
When you make it through the day it's no talent
In this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
In this crazy world
When I was fourteen I turned nothing to a quarter meal
Probably why I never give a f**k about a record deal
And I ain't never tried this shit imagine how the wife feel
But that don't even matter though trying to pay the light bill,
Light bill, phone bill plus my granted nerve bills
Feel like I should be taking off imagine how my nerves feel
I want a new bently my aunty need a kidney
And if I let her pass her children never will forgive me
[Chorus:]
God damn another trap I think bush trying to punish us
Sending little messages out to each and every one of us
Real g shit well that's really unheard of
When you get more time for selling dope than murder
In this crazy world
This world keeps spinning my rims still spinning
Even though the money slow we still spinning
In this crazy world
Let this world keep turning yeah my blunts still burning
Same thing different day still burning
In this crazy world and this dopes still selling
And these nigga's still telling
When you make it through the day it's no talent
In this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
In this crazy world
I ain't a x box so why you niggas trying to play with me
I really be the streets so what you niggas got to say to me
Can't be much can't be much (why?) cause I ain't listening
I just left the hood and I'll be damned if they ain't filling them
Want to see me fall off guess that just the way it be
Old school timber beam them usually that the way it be
And plus I got a driver that get them things from a to b
Soon as you get your money right they hit you with conspiracy
[Chorus:]
God damn another trap I think bush trying to punish us
Sending little messages out to each and every one of us
Real g shit well that's really unheard of
When you get more time for selling dope than murder
In this crazy world
This world keeps spinning my rims still spinning
Even though the money slow we still spinning
In this crazy world
Let this world keep turning yeah my blunts still burning
Same thing different day still burning
In this crazy world and this dopes still selling
And these nigga's still telling
When you make it through the day it's no talent
In this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
In this crazy world
young jeezy - what i do
Just like that, niggas don't know how to act
Bet when them niggas hear this they get to grabbing their strap
Just tell the dj, they know
They get to bringing it back
Them niggas hit up the club, they get to bringing the set
I said, now just like that, bitches don't know what to do
And when we hit up the club, you know them broads coming through
I told her hit up her girl, tell them that they can come too
And now that bitch off the chain, I told y'all then what I do
I say now just like that
Bitches they screaming, I can hear bitches calling
Give a fuck if they like it, tell them niggas I'm balling
These niggas holding they nuts
As you see I ain't stalling
Swear these niggas are trees
As you see I ain't falling
They want me trip on my strings
Want me fall on my face
Get a lick for a hundred, damn, it fell in my safe
Sexy, no alcoholic, but she drink like a toilet
Gonna do me a favor and put your mouth on this faucet
I know just how she like it
She might think I'm a psychic
Even called me a plumber, she like the way that I pipe it
Niggas front like they know me, they must got me mistaken
Bitch, I'm pleading not guilty, you'll never charge me with faking
You see my back on my chevy, you can tell I'm swagging
And you know that I got it, you can tell I ain't bragging
Them rollies wear big faces, drink ciroc by the cases
I'm neo out this bitch, feel like I'm stuck in the matrix
I'm talking so much white, you would think I was racist
See I came from the bottom, I'm talking under the basement
Threw the roof off this bitch like we just had a tornado
Desert eagles, they twins, I call em cain and abel
Hundred k in my pocket, that shit as thick as a bible
Superstar in my hood, so that would make me an idol
Had a hell of a night, so I'mma say me a prayer
In the lockout I'm balling, so that would make me a player
I got em popping and leaning, I got em drinking and smoking
I told her take off her clothes
What she say? that she open
If you're getting to money, my nigga, ball like a dog
Them cigarillos so big, them bitches look like they logs
I'm the life of the party, bring the party some life
You know I'm dead-ass serious. why? cause I said it twice
We talking straight suicide, we taking shots to the head
Must be drinking amnesia, cause I forgot what I said
Stack up so much bread I'mma need me a toaster
My partner ride with his chopper, this nigga think he a soldier
Why I'mma stand in the section when I can stand on the sofa?
So y'all guess what I does, you never say I ain't told ya
young jeezy - white girl
[Intro]
Hahaha
Yeah!
Ahh Yee-uhh, Boii Ah Yee-uhh (x3)
*Jeezy talkin' in the background*
[Chorus]
You know we keep dat white gurl (Aye!), Christina Aguilera (Owh, Owh, Owh!)
My jewelry too loud, babygurl I can't hear ya (Owh, Owh, Owh!)
I need 'bout 50 of dem bricks at the topic (Yuh!)
They know we run the streets, mayne dem boys best stop it
You know we keep dat white gurl (Gurl!), Christina Aguilera (Yuh!)
My jewelry too loud, homeboi I can't hear ya (Owh, Owh, Owh!)
I need 'bout 50 of dem bricks at the topic (Owh, Owh, Owh!)
They know we run the streets, mayne dem boys best stop it (Let's go!)
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Fresh White-T in my all-white, Caddy
Yeah she a girl but she call me, daddy
Smokin' nuthin' but the best, you can call this 'Cali' (Yuh!)
I've a brick on the seat, you can call dat 'Sally' (Haha)
A lil' paranoid, you can call me crazy
Last time we came thru, we spent 'bout a buck 80 (Deeammn)
"About a buck 80?" - Yeah, a 180 thousand (Yuh!)
Matta of fact nigga, I'm runnin' thru the change right now
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Slick Pulla]
Who it be? - Who!
The boi Slick P. (Okayye!)
Clean mussle car, rented wit' a big fee (Fee!)
Blowin' my smoke, throwin' up the 4's (Oooh!)
You can tell err'body git dat, the kid git dough (Yeah!)
62's jump (Whudd?!), we call dem "Mad goes" (I got 'em!)
Got 'em goin' fo' the 12, yeah we got dem fo' the laws (Go git 'em!)
Two cell phones our next tel, Matt Trough (*Beep*)
Keep my spot bunkin', open like the "24"
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Bloow Raw]
Steer on, Steen
Got his name from the Raw (Yuh!)
Not a stone in this muthafuckin' chain got a flaw (Hahaha)
My man - yeah I'm talkin'bout dat white thang
My niggas in The Projects, yeah they on the same thang
My lil' senorita, call her "Spanish Fly"
I blow a couple O's so, I holla at my dyme (Take my chain)
You know bout dem white blocks? - Yeah, I'm talkin' white squares
Move 'em by the two's, so they go by the pairs (Aiiyye!)
[Chorus]
[Outro]
You know we keep dat white girl (Owh!.. Owh!.. Owh!..)
You know we keep dat white girl (Hey!.. Hey!.. Hey!..)
You know we keep dat white girl (Owh!.. Owh!.. Owh!..)
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