Young Jeezy Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) - Sayfa 4

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 16:51

Trap Or Die

(Young Jeezy)
Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats
Got diareah flow, now I shit on niggaz
Even when I'm constipated I still shit on niggaz (let's get it on)
Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom
They blowin purple shit that keep me high like the moon
Yeaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman
Yeaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman
Yeaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman
I'm a hater like you, **** my wristband
Nigga sneak this, and that ain't how we play
**** with mind, get ya drama like the DJ (that's right, dramatic nigga)
Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill (that's right)
Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill

(Young Jeezy)
Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats
Got diareah flow, now I shit on niggaz
Even when I'm constipated I still shit on niggaz (let's get it on)
Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom
They blowin purple shit that keep me high like the moon
Yeaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman
I'm a hater like you, **** my wristband
Nigga sneak this, and that ain't how we play
**** with mind, get ya drama like the DJ (that's right)
Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill
Went from old school chevys
To beamer coupes
Got a 100 niggaz with me and everybody gon shoot (yeaaa)
Try me nigga, that's your first mistake
Eat your lil ass up like a chanterelle plate
The whole pie like Dominoes, yes indeed
I'm tryna stack my bacon up, I need extra cheese
You can try dog, but it ain't easy
Mix the flake with the soda, got Young Jeezy (damnn)
You still wanna talk Blow man?
Soft White like Alaska, call me Snowman

(Young Jeezy)
Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth
Re up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga
Ya know these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth
Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga)

(Bun B)
Yea, back up in the hood again, where it's all good again
Ridin candy slab, grippin on the wood again
Outta line niggaz get back in place where you shoulda been
In case you don't understand, we'll make it understood again
King of the underground, my gangsta will never fail
You bout to make me go postal for ****in with my mail
You got the connect, but you ain't got the clientele
You the hoax and niggaz know it, that shit ain't hard to tell
Rat bitch, recognize that your cheese ain't been to sales
I'm fina break some bread with the feds, you dumb as hell
I been around the block before, sold it all for rock to blow
And I don't **** around, when the feds in town I got to go
Respect my mind cause I'm a trill old schooler
Summertime get too hot I wait for winter when its cooler
UGK for life, free the pimp, you know the deal
In PAT it's Trap Or Die and we ain't down for gettin killed

(Young Jeezy)
Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth
Re up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga
Ya know these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth
Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga

(Slick Pulla)
We think like mathematicians, move like mobsters
It's bout to be a grizzly winter nigga straight monster (real nigga)
I'm posted up with my big schlapps, big snakes, big straps
You don't wanna feel that
Street addicts get a buzz from the hustlin
**** the government, we got our own, the Track Publicans
Chillin pimp niggaz don't know the first thing about the block
I'm 279 grams of straight drop out the pot
Real street niggaz, all the ghetto hoes on our jock
When I hit the strip, all my troops listen while I talk
This what I tell em, "Take these yams lil man
break it down, get back, see a couple grams"
And don't talk to square niggaz, you know, spongebobs
Kanye West niggaz, talking through the wire dawg
Watch for goonies when you got it, niggaz wanna rob
And pull a staff and quarterback 'em like Brett Favre

(Young Jeezy)
Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth
Re up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga
Ya know these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth
Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaa)
We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga...

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 16:52

Trapstar

I'm a trapstar
Got the city on lock, big shoes on the car
And she likes it (she likes it nigga) Ay
And she likes it (chyeah)
(Lets get it) Got the city on smash
Streets on click clock
Eighty grand just to see the Jacob go tick tock (haha)
I'm so materialistic, so well connected
Just ask about it, so well respected (ayy)
Run the streets all day I don't get no sleep (nope)
Eat at Spondivits four times a week
Bucket of crab legs, Slick had the lobsters (chyeah)
I'm the real deal these other niggaz imposters
Popping gold bottles, yeah I took them sips (sips)
50 in the trunk, yeah I took those trips (trips)
Keep the white girl, yeah forever my lady (chyeah)
Two grand flat get ya four and a baby, c'mon

I'm a trapstar
Got the streets on lock, big shoes on the car
And she likes it (she likes it, she likes it)
And she likes it
I'm a trapstar
Keep barney in the suites, copt goose from the bar
And she likes it (she likes it, chyeah, ayy ayy)
And she likes it (She likes it, she likes it)

Slide through the hood to just to check my dough (dough)
Trap star fresh from head to toe (toe)
From toe to head the kicks match the cap (chyeah)
Black T-shirt, yeah it match the strap (ayy)
The stones in the watch, yeah they match the chain
New Jordans on his feet, Snowman's the name (haha)
Fresh out the paint shop threw the fo's on it (fo's on it)
Now the Chevy got Lamborghini doors on it (doors on it)
Mix the Grey Goose with the cranberry juices (what)
Nigga can't you tell I really sold those deuces (yup)
The squares are white, the tape is black (what else)
The wait is over, the real is back (ay)

Lil momma wanna holla at a pimp (pimp)
My money true straight, I don't walk witta limp (naw)
It ain't hard girl just use ya head (haha)
Slices stacked up, I got colonial bread (yeahh)
Now she off the chain, yeah she so erotic
Purple Mango, yeah its so exotic (ch yeah)
No punch lines (nope) no riddles (uh huh)
I'm talking white squares with the stamps in the middle (haha)
You know me, take the good with the bad
Cant complain the Porsche came with the rag
And the chopper came with extra clips
So when you niggaz outta line we can extra flip (heyy)

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 16:54

U Know What It Is

(Intro: Shwaty Redd)
Ay bruh, I'ma tell you on some real shit homie
You know what I'm sayin', you can't let this shit get to you dog
Know what I'm sayin', it aint no pressure out there my nigga
Everybody ****s wit' you cause of what you do my nigga
What you say, what you speak on these mother****in' beats nigga
Only thing I can mother****in' tell you on some real G shit
Is to stay focused and let these niggaz know you still the

(Young Jeezy)
Realest nigga alive
You could see it in my eyes
I aint playin wit 'em homie
Yeah I'm strapped when I ride
You real nigga yeah he keep it way hood
To govern a bitch, I make Georgia look good
Those a hundred proof nigga tell you different, he a liar
Drop 1 album, set the world on fire
I will not stop and I wont retire
You niggaz smoke good, but I stay higher
Take 'em back to the white lex bubble
Could of told back then that dem boys was in trouble
Trend setter like the boy Don Cannon
I started makin' dollars then it started makin' cents
I used to share my room with the roaches and the rats
My lil' cousin Paul and my uncle, Bo' Slick
Used to get 'em by the hunderds nigga, you can ask Slick
Bet Jeezy pack the dough homie just like Vick
You Know What It Is

(Young Jeezy)
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fukin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so high
My eyes don't lie
You ****in wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what it is

(Young Jeezy)
I gave 'em my heart, they lent me they ears
This is the best gangsta shit that you've heard in years
I try to told dem niggaz keep one in the plastic
July 26, ya boy delivered a classic
I walk through the fire, gasoline doors
I dun seen everything nigga, and i dun sold it all
New whips every month, nigga i dun drove it all
Pocket full of bread, nigga bet i blow it all
And then we go to jail, and think about it all
Nuthin else to do, so we ball till' we fall
Baby on the way, I'm just waitn on the call
Told her bring her her friends, we gon run through 'em all
Lets get it, she know what it is...

(Young Jeezy)
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fukin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is
I can't even lie
A day like this
Yey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so high
My eyes don't lie
You ****in wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is

(Young Jeezy)
I'm ya hoods last hopes
I'm the El' Capi'tan
Ask about me in the city
I'm the mother****in' man
Head above war, we call it 10 doors down
We hustle right here, work 10 doors down
Live life like a lottery, I call it the big game
Investigate it for me, I call it the big change
I sleep when I'm gone, yeah I'm tryna get to it
It's like a Nike campagne the way ya' boy just do it
Aye!, the paper keeps coming
yeah, it flows like fluid
Get a 50 pack and we run right through it
Make dem boys tuck it in cause I'm all iced out
87-32 yeah, you know what I'm about
Ha ha, you know what it is

(Young Jeezy)
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fukin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is...

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 16:56

What You Talkin Bout

When I done it you know I did it to death (death)
So sit back and hold ya breath (just hold ya breath)
I don't know about them
I really ran these streets
So listen up as shit get deep (Let's Go!)

You know I'm smoking the best
I ain't got to brag
The young fly nigga with the Georgia swag
(Yeah!) The seat's suede
So is the piping
The clientele in Minnesota
And so it the Vikings (Damn!)
Inside so soft
I can't believe it's not butter
Snowman bitch
Did I stutter? (Ha ha!)
Came straight from the hood
Right to the big screen
The way the boy ball
You'll swear he had hoop dreams (Yeah!)
No grants, no scholarships (nah)
Had to make my own way
I still stack them chips (Hey!)
The homey from the block
Coming down with the knowledge (knowledge)
Straight to the pros
Yeah I soared past college (Yeah!)

What you talkin' bout?
Nigga my life (Hey!)
And I'ma get it all
No matter the price (Ha ha!)
When I did it
You know I done it the best
Sit back and just hold ya breath, and just hold ya breath (Yeah!)
What you talkin' bout?
Changing the game
And showing ya
Half these rappin' ass niggas is lames (Hey!)
When I did it
You know I done it the best
Sit back and just hold ya breath, and just hold ya breath (Yeah!)

They say the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
I say the blacker the rims the sweeter the coupe (Who!)
That money goes out, that sack comes in
I can't even lie, I'd do it all again (Yeah!)
I flip the rap game
Just like the work (Hey!)
And it was snow white
Just like my shirt
Got in so much paper
Seen so many haters (nah)
Seen bricks stacked tall as skyscrapers (Damn!)
Got damn that's high (Yeah!)
Done everything I said
So I am that fly (That's Right!)
Everyone was the truth
Tell me who came realer (Huh?!)
The word on the street is that I'm still that nigga

Between love and hate
There's a thin ass line
I think we all can agree
Last summer was mine (Ha ha!)
And if you don't say my name
Then you wasting your time
And if I don't wear my watch
Then I'm wasting my shine (Yeah!)
Spend a hundred on it homey
Then set the time
A few mil before the deal
And I'm still on the grind
The critics criticize me
Cause a nigga talking yams
I ain't sugar coating shit
This is who I am (nah)
Nigga you been to the A
You seen me making it rain
Seen it wit ya own eyes
You know this shit ain't a game (Yeah!)
So you niggas listen closely
To what I'm saying (saying)
If ya game ain't money
Then I ain't playing (Let's Get It!)

Young Jeezy

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07.11.08, 16:51	#31 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Trap Or Die Trap Or Die (Young Jeezy) Last time I checked I was the man on these streets They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats Got diareah flow, now I shit on niggaz Even when I'm constipated I still shit on niggaz (let's get it on) Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom They blowin purple shit that keep me high like the moon Yeaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman Yeaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman Yeaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman I'm a hater like you, ** my wristband Nigga sneak this, and that ain't how we play with mind, get ya drama like the DJ (that's right, dramatic nigga) Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill (that's right) Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill (Young Jeezy) Last time I checked I was the man on these streets They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats Got diareah flow, now I shit on niggaz Even when I'm constipated I still shit on niggaz (let's get it on) Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom They blowin purple shit that keep me high like the moon Yeaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman I'm a hater like you, my wristband Nigga sneak this, and that ain't how we play with mind, get ya drama like the DJ (that's right) Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill Went from old school chevys To beamer coupes Got a 100 niggaz with me and everybody gon shoot (yeaaa) Try me nigga, that's your first mistake Eat your lil ass up like a chanterelle plate The whole pie like Dominoes, yes indeed I'm tryna stack my bacon up, I need extra cheese You can try dog, but it ain't easy Mix the flake with the soda, got Young Jeezy (damnn) You still wanna talk Blow man? Soft White like Alaska, call me Snowman (Young Jeezy) Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth Re up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaa) We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga Ya know these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaa) We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga) (Bun B) Yea, back up in the hood again, where it's all good again Ridin candy slab, grippin on the wood again Outta line niggaz get back in place where you shoulda been In case you don't understand, we'll make it understood again King of the underground, my gangsta will never fail You bout to make me go postal for in with my mail You got the connect, but you ain't got the clientele You the hoax and niggaz know it, that shit ain't hard to tell Rat bitch, recognize that your cheese ain't been to sales I'm fina break some bread with the feds, you dumb as hell I been around the block before, sold it all for rock to blow And I don't around, when the feds in town I got to go Respect my mind cause I'm a trill old schooler Summertime get too hot I wait for winter when its cooler UGK for life, free the pimp, you know the deal In PAT it's Trap Or Die and we ain't down for gettin killed (Young Jeezy) Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth Re up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaa) We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga Ya know these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaa) We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga (Slick Pulla) We think like mathematicians, move like mobsters It's bout to be a grizzly winter nigga straight monster (real nigga) I'm posted up with my big schlapps, big snakes, big straps You don't wanna feel that Street addicts get a buzz from the hustlin ** the government, we got our own, the Track Publicans Chillin pimp niggaz don't know the first thing about the block I'm 279 grams of straight drop out the pot Real street niggaz, all the ghetto hoes on our jock When I hit the strip, all my troops listen while I talk This what I tell em, "Take these yams lil man break it down, get back, see a couple grams" And don't talk to square niggaz, you know, spongebobs Kanye West niggaz, talking through the wire dawg Watch for goonies when you got it, niggaz wanna rob And pull a staff and quarterback 'em like Brett Favre (Young Jeezy) Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth Re up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaa) We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga Ya know these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaa) We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga... Young Jeezy

07.11.08, 16:52	#32 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Trapstar Trapstar I'm a trapstar Got the city on lock, big shoes on the car And she likes it (she likes it nigga) Ay And she likes it (chyeah) (Lets get it) Got the city on smash Streets on click clock Eighty grand just to see the Jacob go tick tock (haha) I'm so materialistic, so well connected Just ask about it, so well respected (ayy) Run the streets all day I don't get no sleep (nope) Eat at Spondivits four times a week Bucket of crab legs, Slick had the lobsters (chyeah) I'm the real deal these other niggaz imposters Popping gold bottles, yeah I took them sips (sips) 50 in the trunk, yeah I took those trips (trips) Keep the white girl, yeah forever my lady (chyeah) Two grand flat get ya four and a baby, c'mon I'm a trapstar Got the streets on lock, big shoes on the car And she likes it (she likes it, she likes it) And she likes it I'm a trapstar Keep barney in the suites, copt goose from the bar And she likes it (she likes it, chyeah, ayy ayy) And she likes it (She likes it, she likes it) Slide through the hood to just to check my dough (dough) Trap star fresh from head to toe (toe) From toe to head the kicks match the cap (chyeah) Black T-shirt, yeah it match the strap (ayy) The stones in the watch, yeah they match the chain New Jordans on his feet, Snowman's the name (haha) Fresh out the paint shop threw the fo's on it (fo's on it) Now the Chevy got Lamborghini doors on it (doors on it) Mix the Grey Goose with the cranberry juices (what) Nigga can't you tell I really sold those deuces (yup) The squares are white, the tape is black (what else) The wait is over, the real is back (ay) Lil momma wanna holla at a pimp (pimp) My money true straight, I don't walk witta limp (naw) It ain't hard girl just use ya head (haha) Slices stacked up, I got colonial bread (yeahh) Now she off the chain, yeah she so erotic Purple Mango, yeah its so exotic (ch yeah) No punch lines (nope) no riddles (uh huh) I'm talking white squares with the stamps in the middle (haha) You know me, take the good with the bad Cant complain the Porsche came with the rag And the chopper came with extra clips So when you niggaz outta line we can extra flip (heyy) Young Jeezy

07.11.08, 16:54	#33 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	U Know What It Is U Know What It Is (Intro: Shwaty Redd) Ay bruh, I'ma tell you on some real shit homie You know what I'm sayin', you can't let this shit get to you dog Know what I'm sayin', it aint no pressure out there my nigga Everybody **s wit' you cause of what you do my nigga What you say, what you speak on these motherin' beats nigga Only thing I can motherin' tell you on some real G shit Is to stay focused and let these niggaz know you still the (Young Jeezy) Realest nigga alive You could see it in my eyes I aint playin wit 'em homie Yeah I'm strapped when I ride You real nigga yeah he keep it way hood To govern a bitch, I make Georgia look good Those a hundred proof nigga tell you different, he a liar Drop 1 album, set the world on fire I will not stop and I wont retire You niggaz smoke good, but I stay higher Take 'em back to the white lex bubble Could of told back then that dem boys was in trouble Trend setter like the boy Don Cannon I started makin' dollars then it started makin' cents I used to share my room with the roaches and the rats My lil' cousin Paul and my uncle, Bo' Slick Used to get 'em by the hunderds nigga, you can ask Slick Bet Jeezy pack the dough homie just like Vick You Know What It Is (Young Jeezy) I can't even lie A day like this Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night Homie you know what it is Cause I'm so fly Ya eyes don't lie You fukin wit a gangsta tonight Baby, you know what It is I can't even lie A day like this Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night Homie you know what it is Cause I'm so high My eyes don't lie You in wit a gangsta tonight Baby, you know what it is (Young Jeezy) I gave 'em my heart, they lent me they ears This is the best gangsta shit that you've heard in years I try to told dem niggaz keep one in the plastic July 26, ya boy delivered a classic I walk through the fire, gasoline doors I dun seen everything nigga, and i dun sold it all New whips every month, nigga i dun drove it all Pocket full of bread, nigga bet i blow it all And then we go to jail, and think about it all Nuthin else to do, so we ball till' we fall Baby on the way, I'm just waitn on the call Told her bring her her friends, we gon run through 'em all Lets get it, she know what it is... (Young Jeezy) I can't even lie A day like this Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night Homie you know what it is Cause I'm so fly Ya eyes don't lie You fukin wit a gangsta tonight Baby, you know what It is I can't even lie A day like this Yey, it's gonna be a hell of a night Homie you know what it is Cause I'm so high My eyes don't lie You in wit a gangsta tonight Baby, you know what It is (Young Jeezy) I'm ya hoods last hopes I'm the El' Capi'tan Ask about me in the city I'm the mother**in' man Head above war, we call it 10 doors down We hustle right here, work 10 doors down Live life like a lottery, I call it the big game Investigate it for me, I call it the big change I sleep when I'm gone, yeah I'm tryna get to it It's like a Nike campagne the way ya' boy just do it Aye!, the paper keeps coming yeah, it flows like fluid Get a 50 pack and we run right through it Make dem boys tuck it in cause I'm all iced out 87-32 yeah, you know what I'm about Ha ha, you know what it is (Young Jeezy) I can't even lie A day like this Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night Homie you know what it is Cause I'm so fly Ya eyes don't lie You fukin wit a gangsta tonight Baby, you know what It is... Young Jeezy

07.11.08, 16:56	#34 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	What You Talkin Bout What You Talkin Bout When I done it you know I did it to death (death) So sit back and hold ya breath (just hold ya breath) I don't know about them I really ran these streets So listen up as shit get deep (Let's Go!) You know I'm smoking the best I ain't got to brag The young fly nigga with the Georgia swag (Yeah!) The seat's suede So is the piping The clientele in Minnesota And so it the Vikings (Damn!) Inside so soft I can't believe it's not butter Snowman bitch Did I stutter? (Ha ha!) Came straight from the hood Right to the big screen The way the boy ball You'll swear he had hoop dreams (Yeah!) No grants, no scholarships (nah) Had to make my own way I still stack them chips (Hey!) The homey from the block Coming down with the knowledge (knowledge) Straight to the pros Yeah I soared past college (Yeah!) What you talkin' bout? Nigga my life (Hey!) And I'ma get it all No matter the price (Ha ha!) When I did it You know I done it the best Sit back and just hold ya breath, and just hold ya breath (Yeah!) What you talkin' bout? Changing the game And showing ya Half these rappin' ass niggas is lames (Hey!) When I did it You know I done it the best Sit back and just hold ya breath, and just hold ya breath (Yeah!) They say the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice I say the blacker the rims the sweeter the coupe (Who!) That money goes out, that sack comes in I can't even lie, I'd do it all again (Yeah!) I flip the rap game Just like the work (Hey!) And it was snow white Just like my shirt Got in so much paper Seen so many haters (nah) Seen bricks stacked tall as skyscrapers (Damn!) Got damn that's high (Yeah!) Done everything I said So I am that fly (That's Right!) Everyone was the truth Tell me who came realer (Huh?!) The word on the street is that I'm still that nigga Between love and hate There's a thin ass line I think we all can agree Last summer was mine (Ha ha!) And if you don't say my name Then you wasting your time And if I don't wear my watch Then I'm wasting my shine (Yeah!) Spend a hundred on it homey Then set the time A few mil before the deal And I'm still on the grind The critics criticize me Cause a nigga talking yams I ain't sugar coating shit This is who I am (nah) Nigga you been to the A You seen me making it rain Seen it wit ya own eyes You know this shit ain't a game (Yeah!) So you niggas listen closely To what I'm saying (saying) If ya game ain't money Then I ain't playing (Let's Get It!) Young Jeezy

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