Young Jeezy Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics )

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 15:55

Air Forces

I went from old school Chevy's to drop top porches
You couldn't walk a mile off in my Air Forces
And you ain't seen what I've seen
I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans
I went from old school Chevy's to drop top porches
And you ain't did what I did
If you from where I'm from you gotta get how you live

Everybody already know jeezy real street nigga
Every time you see me all around street niggaz
I hope you got yours I keep mine
In the club blowing dro throwing up gang signs
And you already know dog
745 back to back me and O dog
These other niggaz is jokers
What they rein up wit I spent it up all the strokers
In one night eight bitches sipped bottles of cris
Forty grand sit back so you can glance my wrist
Keep bread so we carry dem toaster
But keep back though my earrings ferocious
It's not just my imagination
I'm the one in the topic in yo conversation
Jack boyz say they gon rob
But on the real **** niggaz y'all don't want these problems

Black tees, black ones, and a fitted cap
The Mack 11 make me walk wit a crazy dap
Y'all say we country niggaz yee haw
The money comin back and forth like a seesaw
And y'all ain't never seen what we saw
Stacks of twenty dollar bills, bricks, or white rolls
What they got Lil Pha we don't care bout shit
Ludacris how they ride out twenty wit dem bricks
Shit I spit it for y'all
On the real my niggaz shit I spit it for y'all
Who gives a **** about friends?
If you mix the baking soda wit it you can get a Benz
While y'all robbing and boosting
I'm standing over the stove like the chef in Houston
And it's not about the flip mane
Want the real bread it's all about your whip game...

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 15:57

3 A.M.

(Intro: Timbaland)
Uh, ay, uh, ay, uh, ay, ay, ay
[mumbling] Here we go, here we go
Let's get it

(Young Jeezy)
It's Young Jizzle and I'm back with Timbo (whoa)
With another hit, ya still stuck in a limbo (damn)
An adlib here, and an adlib there (ay)
**** it, adlibs everywhere (yeeeeah)
As I proceed to give ya what you need (need)
Spit tre drop, nigga cocoa leaves (leaves)
A Town pimp, tell me what you know about it
Wanna talk white, I'll tell ya what I know about it (ha ha)
I'm on that Grey Goose, higher than a pelican (damn)
Sophmore year, but I spit it like a veteran (yup)
Gangsta, gangsta, you can tell by the swag (swag)
And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up?

(Timbaland)
It's about three in the morning (ay)
Gotta leave with something hot cause a nigga horny (yeah)
Now I'm in the parking lot, baby all over me (ha ha)
Ay, ay, wait a minute ha (let's go)
It's about three in the morning (ay)
Got my thang, cocked cause them boys they be on it (yeah)
Niggas they be talking but, they don't really want it (what ya say?)
Ay, ay, wait a minute ha (let's go)

(Young Jeezy)
The flow's so cold (yup) and I'm so cool (whoa)
Let a nigga try, I'mma act a damn fool (ay)
Got that Will Ferrell, we call it old school
Then we mix it all up, call it Pro Tools (ha ha)
Serve em demo tracks (tracks) let em demo that (yeah)
All these bitches in the club, where the bad ones at? (huh)
She got a mean walk (walk) I got a big stick (yeah)
I see ya mugging homie, I got a full clip (yeah)
See I master that, and then I mastered this
Then I bring it all back, I gotta master wrist
I was on dro (dro) and she was on Hen (Hen)
She was on her, and I was zoning (let's get it)

(Young Jeezy)
Verse three, I'm back to the basics (yup)
Fresh out the jeweler, came back with the bracelet (ay)
Blowing haze yea dogg I can taste it
Parked the 430 came back in a spaceship (damn)
And my whip game (game) is so sick mayne (yeah)
I double up everytime I flip mayne (whoa)
Birds by the flocks, clips in the glocks
Multi platinum, still watching for the cops (ha ha)
Ya girl keep sweating me, she staring at my rocks (rocks)
Me I'm gee'd up, grabbing on my huh?
I walk it how I talk it, play it how I say it
Me and Timb on the track, but everybody play it...

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 15:58

And Then What

First I'm going to stack my flow
Then I'm going to stack some more
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
Get fresh and jump in one of them cars
Hit the club and get one of them broads
It's a wrap we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out

Patty cake patty cake microwave
These suckas make a square, god damn I'm paid
I'm so cool but I'm so hot and I'm so fly and you is so not
Show me what your working with, just like that
Turn around, bend over, bring it back
Snowman and Mannie Fresh bring it back
So Mannie Fresh and Snowman, it's a rap

Wrap it up in the club, ya I'm so crazy
These other rappers actors like Patrick Swayze
I try to tell them but these niggas aint hear me
Mossberg pump, i'm riding shotgun literally
Live from the projects, you know what it is
Hey Snowman can I get an adlib
Get the club crunk, cant take that from me
A drop ya, still got a lil jon money

First I'm going to stack my flow
Then I'm going to stack some more
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
Get fresh and jump in one of them cars
Hit the club and get one of them broads
It's a wrap on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out

I see you lookin, what you looking at
Catch Snowman in the kitchen with his cooking ass
I'm so clean but I'm so grimey
So dirty but yet I'm so shiney
My nigga, Kiki B told me me finish my meal
Def jam 7 figures we can finish the deal
Some say I lucked up I call it perfect timing
Nigga, I can't lose the whole city's behind me

First I'm going to stack my flow
Then I'm going to stack some more
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
Get fresh and jump in one of them cars
Hit the club and get one of them broads
It's a wrap on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out

I got million dollar dreams and federal nightmares
We pop chris my niggas and still drink beer
What did you expect man I came from nothing
Real street niggas wouldnt change for nothing
Got my nigga out the hood, it's such a wonderful feeling
Three car garage with the twelve foot ceilings
It ought to be a crime just to feel this good
I swear it ought to be a crime just to be in this hood

First I'm going to stack my flow
Then I'm going to stack some more
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
Get fresh and jump in one of them cars
Hit the club and get one of them broads
It's a wrap on the way to the house
My 345 I be king of the house...

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 15:59

Bang

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 mother****er bang
Throw ya hoods up bang mother****er bang
Eastside! (Hit 'em up bang mother****er bang)
Southside! (Hit 'em up, bang mother****er 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 black 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

(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
**** 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

(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 thangs in my face
Smoke weed everyday
Zone 3 where I stay
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 g's up to start murkining ya...

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 16:03

Bottom Of The Map

It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map
Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
(ay)
I do it for the trappers with tha tha tha rocks
And them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks
(ay)

I'm strapped up, Im iced out
A nigga play, its lights out
Cost a cool quarter million, thats how you'll find me
Swirvin through traffic with them ghouls behind me
Ya betta call ya crew, you gon need help
Hole car strapped and i aint talkin seat belts
Red cross nigga, yeh we draw blood
Hole team got choppers like a bike club
I dont get mad, i just get money
And laugh at these **** niggas cuz they so funny
All a gangsta do is stay fresh
45 with the gucci teflon vest

It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map
Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
(ay)
I do it for the trappers with tha tha tha rocks
And them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks
(ay)

I'm on fire the kids outta controll
Competition want me to stop, drop, and roll
Like i got a flame thrower and some gasoline
Set the city on fire thas on everything
I walk around liek i got a grip in my pants
Yeh thas about 10 stacks got half a brick in my pants
Fish scale got papi on speed dial
Ya niggas gettin raped ya still gettin oil base
My flow is bananas, the coop is grape
These Evisu Jeans with the Bathin' Apes
Dessert on the pillow choppers on the night stand
You can roll the dice play with ur life man

It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map
Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
(ay)
I do it for the trappers with tha tha tha rocks
And them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks
(ay)

All that tuff talk ya just wastin ya breath
Hit ya ass with them things have ya chasin ya breath
You got loose lips..ya betta put a collar on em
Black chenelle frames i spent a cuple dollas on em
Whole zip of kush just to get mah mind right
See the ones get my sound right
Mah money come fast so thas how i spit it
Trunk soundin liek it got a marchin band in it
U in the minor leagues, and im a heavy weight
Flippin brick houses,we call it real estate
5 thousand by the pound get ya curb serviced
Sell a lot of grass like i got a lawn service

It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map
Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
(ay)
I do it for the trappers with tha tha tha rocks
And them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks
(ay)

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 16:05

Bury Me A G

(Gunshots)

Four shots to the chest, my niggas get at me
They don' ****ed around and ****ed up my new white tee
I'm just livin my life, why they mad at me
Woke up this morning, I ain't see this coming
Should I even bust back, you ain't see me running
I hope heaven got a VIP line
Got some partners in hell that'll sneak me in the back door
You know I hate waitin in line

Paramedics on the way, but they wastin they time
Everybody standin over a nigga, screamin and shit
Damn, ya'll give a nigga a second to think
Which one of you niggas shot me, it was one of you bastards
Bet a nigga can't throw a hundred grand in my casket

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw-away glock
Bury me a G, nothin more nothin less
When I get where I'm goin, I just gotta be fresh

Expect the worst, but hope for the best
But you know how it is, amen god bless
I can't leave now niggas owe me money
My nigga on the westside owe me bout a dub
And my partner with a few, shit he owe a nigga too

I should'a hugged my son, should'a kissed my mother
Spent some time with her, show her I love her
Every night she was prayin for me, I was in the streets
Active little nigga, should I stay in some beef
Gucci go through some shit and he really need me
And what about the streets, shit they need me too
I'm on some got Def Jam, shit they owe a nigga too

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin more nothin less
When I get where I'm goin, I just gotta be fresh

(News)
We interruped our program to bring you this breaking news story,
I'm Kelly Washington reporting for WKKT Cannel 7
Witnesses say that around 1.45 this morning shots were fired out of an atlanta nightclub rapper Young
Jeezy was involved in this shooting but at this time it is unclear wether he was a suspect or the victim
We'll bring you further details as they become available
Back to you

(Young Jeezy)
I was on my way i was almost gone
I was almost there i was almost home
It was some Kanye sh*t tryna touch the sky
Jesus walks god testify
I'm a legend like John we're ordinary people
You only get one life there's no sequel
So you can't take nothing for granted
And don't take granted for nothing

So i gotta thank god for waking me up this morning
And giving me this air to breath
Jesus lord forgive me for
Every Gram i sold
Every glock i popped
Every rock that i

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw-away glock
Bury me a G, nothin more nothin less
When I get where I'm goin, I just gotta be fresh...

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 16:08

Don't Get Caught

(Jeezy)
Shit man ****
(Police Officer)
Drivers license and registration pleez
(Jeezy)
Hey whats up sir umm, look umm
(Police Officer)
Sir could you pleez step out tha car
(Jeezy)
Oh not a problem officer its all good im jusy know what I'm sayin commin from droppin ma lil boy off at ma baby Momma house here go ma license right here

(Jeezy)
Trunk full of yoda heated situation flashlight in ma eyes He want ma registration (what) should i stay should i run Got hard got soft got pills got guns
(4real) ma drivers license is revoked just got done burnin So i know he smell tha smoke (damn) but never let em See you see sweat cuz if he search ya
Trunk he might find tha tec. Or a bag full of O's wrapped İn duck tape nigga between some dirty ass clothes. But i Talk to him tha right way he told me
Slow it down and have a nice day.

You can do ya thang shawty its okay to floss but its still One rule player dont get caught. cuz everything you gain Dog and everything you lost but its
Still one rule pimpin dont get caught. **** every hoe you Hit dog and every hoe you toss cuz its still one rule Player dont get caught. you can ride clean
Shorty you aint gotta walk but its still one rule player dont get caught

Some niggas rob (what) some niggas slang (4real) some Niggas stack (naw) some niggas bang (chea) but i Congratulate not playa hate you in tha streets
Pimpin make ya move get ya cake **** what you heard Through tha grapevine get outta line nigga ima straighten mine. and i dont believe in wastin time well
Catch them hoes later. stay on ya grind (thats right) Gotta a low tolerence for ignorance (ignorance) you Thinkin pleasure im thinkin business. tha
Streets didnt raise no fool when you live by the code nigga its only one rule

Got tha phone call (call) had a funny feeling (feeling) Told him everything was cool and i was chillin (chillin) we Use to chill out and smoke blunts and
I aint seen him in a while maybe a couple months. said He wanna holla he seemed anxious. first thing on ma Mind go and get tha strainers. make his folks
Pay a ransom bout him. on that bullshit make a good Example out him. this nigga hot he on fire (fire) i hope His ass aint wearin no wire naw dog he
Bullshittin said his partner set him up tha nigga snitchin...

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 16:09

Dreamin

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

(keisha)
Dreamin Dreamin Dreamin
Dreamin Dreamin Dreamin

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

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)

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

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...

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 16:10

Gangsta Music

I'm here now you old news
Gotta couple porshe trucks, couple old schools
I'll line ya ass up push ya tape backwards
Cuz ima real nigga I don't like rappers
And that ain't this and this ain't that
And bitch I'm strapped
**** wit real niggaz that'll cut ya throat
And they don't drink Pepsi they just sell Coke
All I do is talk blow it's like my brain on drugs
See me out nigga I do my thang in clubs
Listen up Jeezy gotta a little riddle
Stack of 20 dollar bill two bands in the middle

All the gangstas they gon ride to this
They gon grind to this
They gon shine to this
This is gangsta music, this is gangsta music, this is gangsta music, and
this is gangsta music
All the hustlers they gon ride to this
They gon grind to this
They gon shine to this
This is hustler music, this is hustler music, this is hustler music, and
this is hustler music

We don't talk on the phone cuz it might stick
Gotta play for the 7 call it Mike Vick
Dirty birds nigga we play wit dem falcons
Know some niggaz in the Decatur that pay for dem falcons
Talking young hungry niggaz eat ya whole plate
Jeezy place the order niggaz eat ya whole face
You got me misconstrued all ****ed up
Jump out hit the switch light ya ass up
Carbon 15 wit the hundred round drum
Got plenty for any nigga think he wants some
We don't leave 'em at the house we bring 'em out
My chain for yo life we can swap it out

The hoes love my voice
Make they pussy moist
Certified g shit and I'm the gangsta's choice
Niggaz popping off hope they bullet proof
Leave holes in ya tha size of a sunroof
Mack 11 in the club and a snub nose
Swear to God knock you niggaz out ya ****in' clothes
Lay ya ass flat like a doormat
Niggaz ask for it but they don't want that
In the rap game takin niggaz clientele
White ones like the powder that I used to sell
Give a **** about a playa hater
Hit 'em wit the tool flush his whole radiator...

Young Jeezy

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 16:12

Get Ya Mind Right

(Young Jeezy)
I'm the realest nigga in here you already know
Got trapper of the year four times in a row (what they give you?)
A lifetime supply of baking soda clientele
A Rolly Watch, two pots and three scales
Can get bout 50 and a Hummer
The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Coke prices up and down like six-fours
Just cuz I'm fly like a helicopter
The fed rallies on my tail call 'em bird watchers
Minus the bullshit life's great
Just got a camera in the peach in my license plate

What it do? What the business is?
Word on the street Jeezy known to handle his
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em
What it do? What the business is?
Word on the street Jeezy known to handle his
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em

(Young Jeezy)
It's not a trick question yeah I'm strapped bitch
Also ripped nigga miss me wit that rap shit
Rappin ass nigga better do numbers
I ain't gotta rap I'ma do numbers
A big shoot out on the highway
Jeezy hangin out the coupe lettin' it ride sideways
A straight g nigga don't tempt me
I'll linger the whole clip til the shits empty
Big stacks yeah I got that
That's why I copped that cris by the six packs
Got the feds lines ringin let a telephone
Snitches want me locked up like Akon

(Young Jeezy)
Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a mother****in fool
Don't approach him like that you and Jeezy ain't cool
Jeezy a gangsta he rolls wit the real g's
And if he's smokin best believe its real trees
From L.A. Straight cush
Presidential shit call it George bush
Everyday is like a game call it fear factor
Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor
Seen niggaz leave here and they ain't comin back
Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac
Jimmy crack horn Jeezy flip O's
I just stick to the script y'all niggaz hoes...

Young Jeezy

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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 :	3 A.m. 3 A.M. (Intro: Timbaland) Uh, ay, uh, ay, uh, ay, ay, ay [mumbling] Here we go, here we go Let's get it (Young Jeezy) It's Young Jizzle and I'm back with Timbo (whoa) With another hit, ya still stuck in a limbo (damn) An adlib here, and an adlib there (ay) **** it, adlibs everywhere (yeeeeah) As I proceed to give ya what you need (need) Spit tre drop, nigga cocoa leaves (leaves) A Town pimp, tell me what you know about it Wanna talk white, I'll tell ya what I know about it (ha ha) I'm on that Grey Goose, higher than a pelican (damn) Sophmore year, but I spit it like a veteran (yup) Gangsta, gangsta, you can tell by the swag (swag) And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up? (Timbaland) It's about three in the morning (ay) Gotta leave with something hot cause a nigga horny (yeah) Now I'm in the parking lot, baby all over me (ha ha) Ay, ay, wait a minute ha (let's go) It's about three in the morning (ay) Got my thang, cocked cause them boys they be on it (yeah) Niggas they be talking but, they don't really want it (what ya say?) Ay, ay, wait a minute ha (let's go) (Young Jeezy) The flow's so cold (yup) and I'm so cool (whoa) Let a nigga try, I'mma act a damn fool (ay) Got that Will Ferrell, we call it old school Then we mix it all up, call it Pro Tools (ha ha) Serve em demo tracks (tracks) let em demo that (yeah) All these bitches in the club, where the bad ones at? (huh) She got a mean walk (walk) I got a big stick (yeah) I see ya mugging homie, I got a full clip (yeah) See I master that, and then I mastered this Then I bring it all back, I gotta master wrist I was on dro (dro) and she was on Hen (Hen) She was on her, and I was zoning (let's get it) (Young Jeezy) Verse three, I'm back to the basics (yup) Fresh out the jeweler, came back with the bracelet (ay) Blowing haze yea dogg I can taste it Parked the 430 came back in a spaceship (damn) And my whip game (game) is so sick mayne (yeah) I double up everytime I flip mayne (whoa) Birds by the flocks, clips in the glocks Multi platinum, still watching for the cops (ha ha) Ya girl keep sweating me, she staring at my rocks (rocks) Me I'm gee'd up, grabbing on my huh? I walk it how I talk it, play it how I say it Me and Timb on the track, but everybody play it... Young Jeezy

07.11.08, 15:58	#3 (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 :	And Then What And Then What First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap we on the way to the house By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out Patty cake patty cake microwave These suckas make a square, god damn I'm paid I'm so cool but I'm so hot and I'm so fly and you is so not Show me what your working with, just like that Turn around, bend over, bring it back Snowman and Mannie Fresh bring it back So Mannie Fresh and Snowman, it's a rap Wrap it up in the club, ya I'm so crazy These other rappers actors like Patrick Swayze I try to tell them but these niggas aint hear me Mossberg pump, i'm riding shotgun literally Live from the projects, you know what it is Hey Snowman can I get an adlib Get the club crunk, cant take that from me A drop ya, still got a lil jon money First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap on the way to the house By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out I see you lookin, what you looking at Catch Snowman in the kitchen with his cooking ass I'm so clean but I'm so grimey So dirty but yet I'm so shiney My nigga, Kiki B told me me finish my meal Def jam 7 figures we can finish the deal Some say I lucked up I call it perfect timing Nigga, I can't lose the whole city's behind me First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap on the way to the house By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out I got million dollar dreams and federal nightmares We pop chris my niggas and still drink beer What did you expect man I came from nothing Real street niggas wouldnt change for nothing Got my nigga out the hood, it's such a wonderful feeling Three car garage with the twelve foot ceilings It ought to be a crime just to feel this good I swear it ought to be a crime just to be in this hood First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap on the way to the house My 345 I be king of the house... Young Jeezy

07.11.08, 15:59	#4 (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 :	Bang Bang 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 mother**er bang Throw ya hoods up bang motherer bang Eastside! (Hit 'em up bang motherer bang) Southside! (Hit 'em up, bang motherer 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 black 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 (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 ** 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 (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 thangs in my face Smoke weed everyday Zone 3 where I stay 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 g's up to start murkining ya... Young Jeezy

07.11.08, 16:03	#5 (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 :	Bottom Of The Map Bottom Of The Map It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap (ay) I do it for the trappers with tha tha tha rocks And them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks (ay) I'm strapped up, Im iced out A nigga play, its lights out Cost a cool quarter million, thats how you'll find me Swirvin through traffic with them ghouls behind me Ya betta call ya crew, you gon need help Hole car strapped and i aint talkin seat belts Red cross nigga, yeh we draw blood Hole team got choppers like a bike club I dont get mad, i just get money And laugh at these **** niggas cuz they so funny All a gangsta do is stay fresh 45 with the gucci teflon vest It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap (ay) I do it for the trappers with tha tha tha rocks And them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks (ay) I'm on fire the kids outta controll Competition want me to stop, drop, and roll Like i got a flame thrower and some gasoline Set the city on fire thas on everything I walk around liek i got a grip in my pants Yeh thas about 10 stacks got half a brick in my pants Fish scale got papi on speed dial Ya niggas gettin raped ya still gettin oil base My flow is bananas, the coop is grape These Evisu Jeans with the Bathin' Apes Dessert on the pillow choppers on the night stand You can roll the dice play with ur life man It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap (ay) I do it for the trappers with tha tha tha rocks And them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks (ay) All that tuff talk ya just wastin ya breath Hit ya ass with them things have ya chasin ya breath You got loose lips..ya betta put a collar on em Black chenelle frames i spent a cuple dollas on em Whole zip of kush just to get mah mind right See the ones get my sound right Mah money come fast so thas how i spit it Trunk soundin liek it got a marchin band in it U in the minor leagues, and im a heavy weight Flippin brick houses,we call it real estate 5 thousand by the pound get ya curb serviced Sell a lot of grass like i got a lawn service It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap (ay) I do it for the trappers with tha tha tha rocks And them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks (ay) Young Jeezy

07.11.08, 16:05	#6 (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 :	Bury Me A G Bury Me A G (Gunshots) Four shots to the chest, my niggas get at me They don' **ed around and *ed up my new white tee I'm just livin my life, why they mad at me Woke up this morning, I ain't see this coming Should I even bust back, you ain't see me running I hope heaven got a VIP line Got some partners in hell that'll sneak me in the back door You know I hate waitin in line Paramedics on the way, but they wastin they time Everybody standin over a nigga, screamin and shit Damn, ya'll give a nigga a second to think Which one of you niggas shot me, it was one of you bastards Bet a nigga can't throw a hundred grand in my casket Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw-away glock Bury me a G, nothin more nothin less When I get where I'm goin, I just gotta be fresh Expect the worst, but hope for the best But you know how it is, amen god bless I can't leave now niggas owe me money My nigga on the westside owe me bout a dub And my partner with a few, shit he owe a nigga too I should'a hugged my son, should'a kissed my mother Spent some time with her, show her I love her Every night she was prayin for me, I was in the streets Active little nigga, should I stay in some beef Gucci go through some shit and he really need me And what about the streets, shit they need me too I'm on some got Def Jam, shit they owe a nigga too Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw away glock Bury me a G, nothin more nothin less When I get where I'm goin, I just gotta be fresh (News) We interruped our program to bring you this breaking news story, I'm Kelly Washington reporting for WKKT Cannel 7 Witnesses say that around 1.45 this morning shots were fired out of an atlanta nightclub rapper Young Jeezy was involved in this shooting but at this time it is unclear wether he was a suspect or the victim We'll bring you further details as they become available Back to you (Young Jeezy) I was on my way i was almost gone I was almost there i was almost home It was some Kanye sht tryna touch the sky Jesus walks god testify I'm a legend like John we're ordinary people You only get one life there's no sequel So you can't take nothing for granted And don't take granted for nothing So i gotta thank god for waking me up this morning And giving me this air to breath Jesus lord forgive me for Every Gram i sold Every glock i popped Every rock that i Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw-away glock Bury me a G, nothin more nothin less When I get where I'm goin, I just gotta be fresh... Young Jeezy

07.11.08, 16:08	#7 (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 :	Don't Get Caught Don't Get Caught (Jeezy) Shit man ** (Police Officer) Drivers license and registration pleez (Jeezy) Hey whats up sir umm, look umm (Police Officer) Sir could you pleez step out tha car (Jeezy) Oh not a problem officer its all good im jusy know what I'm sayin commin from droppin ma lil boy off at ma baby Momma house here go ma license right here (Jeezy) Trunk full of yoda heated situation flashlight in ma eyes He want ma registration (what) should i stay should i run Got hard got soft got pills got guns (4real) ma drivers license is revoked just got done burnin So i know he smell tha smoke (damn) but never let em See you see sweat cuz if he search ya Trunk he might find tha tec. Or a bag full of O's wrapped İn duck tape nigga between some dirty ass clothes. But i Talk to him tha right way he told me Slow it down and have a nice day. You can do ya thang shawty its okay to floss but its still One rule player dont get caught. cuz everything you gain Dog and everything you lost but its Still one rule pimpin dont get caught. every hoe you Hit dog and every hoe you toss cuz its still one rule Player dont get caught. you can ride clean Shorty you aint gotta walk but its still one rule player dont get caught Some niggas rob (what) some niggas slang (4real) some Niggas stack (naw) some niggas bang (chea) but i Congratulate not playa hate you in tha streets Pimpin make ya move get ya cake ** what you heard Through tha grapevine get outta line nigga ima straighten mine. and i dont believe in wastin time well Catch them hoes later. stay on ya grind (thats right) Gotta a low tolerence for ignorance (ignorance) you Thinkin pleasure im thinkin business. tha Streets didnt raise no fool when you live by the code nigga its only one rule Got tha phone call (call) had a funny feeling (feeling) Told him everything was cool and i was chillin (chillin) we Use to chill out and smoke blunts and I aint seen him in a while maybe a couple months. said He wanna holla he seemed anxious. first thing on ma Mind go and get tha strainers. make his folks Pay a ransom bout him. on that bullshit make a good Example out him. this nigga hot he on fire (fire) i hope His ass aint wearin no wire naw dog he Bullshittin said his partner set him up tha nigga snitchin... Young Jeezy

07.11.08, 16:09	#8 (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 :	Dreamin Dreamin 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 (keisha) Dreamin Dreamin Dreamin Dreamin Dreamin Dreamin 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 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) 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 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... Young Jeezy

07.11.08, 16:10	#9 (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 :	Gangsta Music Gangsta Music I'm here now you old news Gotta couple porshe trucks, couple old schools I'll line ya ass up push ya tape backwards Cuz ima real nigga I don't like rappers And that ain't this and this ain't that And bitch I'm strapped ** wit real niggaz that'll cut ya throat And they don't drink Pepsi they just sell Coke All I do is talk blow it's like my brain on drugs See me out nigga I do my thang in clubs Listen up Jeezy gotta a little riddle Stack of 20 dollar bill two bands in the middle All the gangstas they gon ride to this They gon grind to this They gon shine to this This is gangsta music, this is gangsta music, this is gangsta music, and this is gangsta music All the hustlers they gon ride to this They gon grind to this They gon shine to this This is hustler music, this is hustler music, this is hustler music, and this is hustler music We don't talk on the phone cuz it might stick Gotta play for the 7 call it Mike Vick Dirty birds nigga we play wit dem falcons Know some niggaz in the Decatur that pay for dem falcons Talking young hungry niggaz eat ya whole plate Jeezy place the order niggaz eat ya whole face You got me misconstrued all ed up Jump out hit the switch light ya ass up Carbon 15 wit the hundred round drum Got plenty for any nigga think he wants some We don't leave 'em at the house we bring 'em out My chain for yo life we can swap it out The hoes love my voice Make they pussy moist Certified g shit and I'm the gangsta's choice Niggaz popping off hope they bullet proof Leave holes in ya tha size of a sunroof Mack 11 in the club and a snub nose Swear to God knock you niggaz out ya in' clothes Lay ya ass flat like a doormat Niggaz ask for it but they don't want that In the rap game takin niggaz clientele White ones like the powder that I used to sell Give a ** about a playa hater Hit 'em wit the tool flush his whole radiator... Young Jeezy

07.11.08, 16:12	#10 (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 :	Get Ya Mind Right Get Ya Mind Right (Young Jeezy) I'm the realest nigga in here you already know Got trapper of the year four times in a row (what they give you?) A lifetime supply of baking soda clientele A Rolly Watch, two pots and three scales Can get bout 50 and a Hummer The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer Money, hoes, cars, clothes Coke prices up and down like six-fours Just cuz I'm fly like a helicopter The fed rallies on my tail call 'em bird watchers Minus the bullshit life's great Just got a camera in the peach in my license plate What it do? What the business is? Word on the street Jeezy known to handle his Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em What it do? What the business is? Word on the street Jeezy known to handle his Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em (Young Jeezy) It's not a trick question yeah I'm strapped bitch Also ripped nigga miss me wit that rap shit Rappin ass nigga better do numbers I ain't gotta rap I'ma do numbers A big shoot out on the highway Jeezy hangin out the coupe lettin' it ride sideways A straight g nigga don't tempt me I'll linger the whole clip til the shits empty Big stacks yeah I got that That's why I copped that cris by the six packs Got the feds lines ringin let a telephone Snitches want me locked up like Akon (Young Jeezy) Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a mother****in fool Don't approach him like that you and Jeezy ain't cool Jeezy a gangsta he rolls wit the real g's And if he's smokin best believe its real trees From L.A. Straight cush Presidential shit call it George bush Everyday is like a game call it fear factor Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor Seen niggaz leave here and they ain't comin back Left 'em slumped on the grain in his Cadillac Jimmy crack horn Jeezy flip O's I just stick to the script y'all niggaz hoes... Young Jeezy

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