Young Jeezy Album

[Verse 1:]
(Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay)
Class In Session When I Talk Then Listen But U Know How It Go Real Niggas Pay Attention Aint Talkin Money We Speakin A Different Language The Hatin Niggas Gonna Be The Translators They Move To Slow When I Think To Quick Thats Why I Flash Like Gordon Im Light Years Ahead Of U Niggas Thats Why I Forgot More Than You Learned Its My Spot Now U Better Wait Your Turn And That Yayo Shit Is Irrelavent You Cant Hide The Fact That Im Intellegant Street Smart With The Little Book Sets A Young Nigga With Alot Of Common Sense They Say Im Shallow But I Think So Deep (How Deep)Deep As The Abys So When You Get A Minuet Take A Look At My Wrists Wassup

[Chorus:]
Hypnotized You Are Hypnotized [x4]
Now I Command You Niggas To Get Money [x4]

[Verse 2:]
Rock Ice Yeah Nigga Live Life Cant Explain The Feeling When Im Riddin In The Chevy Im On Top Of The World Just Gives Me The Chills Yet Im Big On Wheels A Thousand There With The Dreams In Mills Then Grands At The Mall Just For Thrills Shit I Get It Right Back Nigga Thats For Real Its All In The Game Free Throws And Fouls Half A Mill In The Bassment Got Damn Im Flavored I Want It All No Matter The Cost Fuck The Consequences Aint Nothin To A Boss Made Alot Out Of A Little Something Out Of Nothing Im So Proud Of Me Put The Streets On Top Where Their Supposed To Be The Sky Is The Limit Thats What Jeezy Said And The Limmit Is The Sky Lets Slice That Pie

[Chorus]

Hypnotized You Are Hypnotized [x4]
Now I I Command U Niggas To Get Money [x4]
Hypnotized You Are Hypnotized [x4]
Now I Command You Niggas To Get Money [x4]
Hypnotized You Are Hypnotized You Are Hypnotized [x4]

[Intro:]
Ya Ya Ey Ya
Im Back Muthafuckas Ya
Haha Haha Haha
This Sounds Like One Nigga
I Aint Tryna Sale 10 Million Copies Nigga
Im Tryna Sale A Million 10 Times Nigga
Its Anotha Anthem Right Here Nigga
I Told U Niggas I Do Dis Shit
It Sounds Lyke A Anthem Nigga
I Do This Shit
What You Say Nigga

[Verse 1:]
I Told U Muthafuckas I'll Be Right Back (Chea)
Shootin Dice In My Hood Must Of Lost 8 Stacks
(Whew)
Aint Nuttin To A G Hop Back In My Mayback(Dammmnnn)
But Im Only Riding This Cuz The Chevy's In The Shop(Haha)
5-0-2 With The Chrome N Seats (Im So Exicted)
Ya Damn Right I Cant Wait(Yeaaaa)
It's My Birthday I Got Big Cake(That's Right)
Rubrix Cube U Kno We Keep Dem White Squares(Heeey)
Catch Me In The E A Mill Looken Fo Dem Bucks(Bucks)
They Pay A 24 Im On My Way Wit Tha Ducks(Yeep)
26 Inches Make You Sit Up Like A Truck (Naw)
I Use To Give A Damn But I Never Gave A Fuck(Dats Wutsup)

[Hook:]
I Said Dat D Boy Bullshit Yea Im Still On It
I Gotta Half A Brik Left Do Anybody Want It
They Goin For Da 10 U Can Get Em' For Da 8
Just Holla At Cha Boi When You Tryna Get Straight
I Said Dat D Boy Bullshit Yea Im Still On It
Think I Gotta Needle Left Do Anybody Want It
They Goin For Da 5 You Can Get Em For Da 4
We Keep It Round Here Just Let A Nigga Know

[Verse 2:]
Im On The Block All Day
With Them Blocks All Day(Dammn)
Straight Splurg Up In Linen
Should I Shop All Day (Eyyyy)
Shut Down Champs Did The Food In Product
Ya Its Just A White Tee But The Shoes Is Product(Yeeeaaa)
I Gotta Bag Full Of Stones N A Pocket Full Of Pills
Call Me Da X-Men Keep A Pocket Full Of Pills (Eyyyy)
Imagine This So Much Ice N A Watch(How Much?)
You Would Of Thought Time Froze (Whew)
Welcome To My Life Ya The First Episode
Never Miss A Beat I Gotta Mini Time Code
Still Count A Quarter Mill Wit My Fuckin Eyes Closed(Dammmmn)
In One Hand Behind My Back Get A Fuckin Blind Fold(Eyyyy)

[Hook:]
I Said Dat D Boy Bullshit Yea Im Still On It
I Gotta Half A Brik Left Do Anybody Want It
They Goin For Da 10 U Can Get Em' For Da 8
Just Holla At Cha Boi When You Tryna Get Straight
I Said Dat D Boy Bullshit Yea Im Still On It
Think I Gotta Needle Left Do Anybody Want It
They Goin For Da 5 You Can Get Em For Da 4
We Keep It Round Here Just Let A Nigga Know

[Verse 3:]
Im So Hot You Know Niggas Aint Cool
The Boi Get New Money Like The First Day Of School
Stay Fresh Like The First Day Of Class
20bricks N Three Choppas Sold In One Stash
It'll Cost Ya 40grand And Ya Gotta Pay Cash
Dem Blunts Burn Slow But That Paper Come Fast
The Garbage Man You Fuck Niggas Soo Trash
Im First Place You Fuck Niggas Soo Last
In Im Back To The Future Fuck Niggas Soo Past
I Know What You Thinkin' Dat Muthafuckas So Fast
Dat Boi Young Jeezy Im Suppose To Cut
Instead Of Gettin Money Nigga Dis How U Suppose To Look

[Hook:]
I Said Dat D Boy Bullshit Yea Im Still On It
I Gotta Half A Brik Left Do Anybody Want It
They Goin For Da 10 U Can Get Em' For Da 8
Just Holla At Cha Boi When You Tryna Get Straight
I Said Dat D Boy Bullshit Yea Im Still On It
Think I Gotta Needle Left Do Anybody Want It
They Goin For Da 5 You Can Get Em For Da 4
We Keep It Round Here Just Let A Nigga Know

[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 fucks wit' you cause of what you do my nigga
What you say, what you speak on these motherfuckin' beats nigga
Only thing I can motherfuckin' tell you on some real G shit
Is to stay focused and let these niggaz know you still the...

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Realest nigga alive
You could see it in my eyes
I aint playin wit 'em homie
Yeah I'm strapp't 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 differet, 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 Can
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, Po' 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...

[Chorus: 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 fuckin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is

[Verse 2: 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...

[Chorus: 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 fuckin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I'm ya hoods last hopes
I'm the El' Capi'tan
Ask about me in the city
I'm the motherfuckin' man
Head above war, we call it 10 doors down
We hustle right here, work 10 doors down
Live life like a ????, I call it the big game
Invesignate 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...

[Chorus: 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...
[fade out]

[Jeezy: talking]
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood
All's well that ends well
Outside watering their lawn and shit
Birds are chirping, dogs are barking
It's beautiful
That may be your hood but this is my hood...

[Verse 1:]
Got the red dogs trippin' and these niggaz still snitchin
The old lady across the street still bitchin
It's 3 in the mornin take your old ass to sleep
The third time she's called the police this week
Lookin' at my Franck Muller, it's about that time
Your folks just left so I'm on my grind
Said you wanna two-fifty cause you need that nine
I want that bread but I don't need that dime
Charger fresh out the shop with that suicide doors
Swear I died and came back alive
With 22 inches all under the frame
Keep my pocket full of bread, you niggaz know the name

[Chorus:]
Jeezy like to drink
Jeezy like to smoke
Jeezy like to mix arm and hammer with his coke
Jeezy at the trap
Jeezy like to grind
Jeezy bout his paper
Cuz Jeezy like to shine

[Verse 2:]
Sold those squares yeah I cooked them o's
Guilty as charged yeah I rock them shows
I can't even lie yeah i fucked them hoes
Trapped all day spent it all on clothes
Shop all day till the mall is clothed
Come back to the trap get my pockets swoll
Fruitopia, smoke blueberry
Mix it with the purp, we call it cranberry
The Bin Laden clips yeah they came with the chopper
Got a slick mouth I hope you came with a doctor
The boy stacks cheese like it came with the whopper
Stay fly like I came in a chopper

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Ain't shit shakin but the leaves in the trees
Between me and you I got a deal on the ki's
Six in one run, laid a mil on the trees
Hit the broad every night, keep a plug on the white
Mr. 17-5, you niggaz know the name
Why y'all playin y'all know it ain't a game
This is me motherfucker, why would I ever change
120 carats, you niggaz see the chain
I'm a bathing ape fanatic
Red monkey junkie
Glass pots on the stove got the kitchen smellin funky
Sold a million records but I still flip them blocks
On the TV every day but I'm still pop them glocks

[Chorus]

Ride Till I Die
Lord Knows I Stay High
And I love it

[Hook:]
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it
And I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show
Parked out side and its sittin on vogues
And love it
And love it

Once again it's on
I'm back in the motherfucking booth
These niggas still lying
I'm the motherfucking truth
I don't believe I need some more fucking proof
I ain't want the four door I copped the motherfucking coupe
They tryin be me, I'm just tryin be G
And everything comes to em like you'll see
These niggas in the dark baby ill just shine
I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme
Check your watch nigga it's my time
Mind made up I was on my grind (that's right)
So pay attention yea you on my time
In that Case time waits for no man
Do it again I done done it before man
MOE you ain't part of the program
Or maybe you niggas ain't listening
Open your eyes I'm a blessing in disguise

[Hook:]
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it
And I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my shows
Parked out said and its sittin on vogues
And love it
And love it

Yea I blow up, but they ain't like that
They switched up on me, and I ain't like that
Sold my first brick, Yea I came right back
Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now
And I never turn back so motherfuck that
Life is on the ground got my head to the sky
Smoked all day lord knows I stay high
Stay on top, lord knows I'm gonna try
A mill for the moment lord knows I'm gonna die
And when I get to hell lord knows I'm gonna fry
Woke up this morning so I'm still alive
Thirty six Os I sold them all for Five
(Count it)

[Hook:]
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it
And I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show
Parked out said and its sittin on vogues
And love it
And love it

Been around the world it's the same ol caine
Been around the world it's the same ol thang (Dro)
All the real niggas either dead or in jail
And if you're looking for me homie I'm in the ATL
You Gotta play it how it go you can't cheat on life
Ya better drink a red bull you can't sleep on life
I ain't tryna do you I'm just tryna do me
Last album did two I'm just tryna do three
Fresh out the block yea the work was hard
Ride with the top down so I'm closer to god
My PO telling me I need a nine to five
But I already got a job and that's stayin alive

[Hook:]
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it
And I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show
Parked out said and its sittin on vogues
And love it
And love it

Ride till I die
Lord knows I stay high
And I live it
And I live it

Ride till I die
Lord knows I stay high
And I live it
And I live it

Ride till I die
Lord knows I stay high
And I live it
And I live it

(feat. R. Kelly)

[Chorus:]
You Kno We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
In The Immediate State They Callin Me Will Smith Gotta Thing On Ma Side U Can Call Dat Jada
The Boys Talkin Down Yea We Call Em Hatas Im Ballin Right Now So Well Get Back To Dat Lata
Be The First To Admit Am Alcoholic Only Blow Dat Good Shit Yea Dat Whatchamacallit
Catch Me Posted On Da Block In Sumthin Exotic '07
Yea Da Same Color Hypnotiq On The Outside Lookin And I Want In My Homie Did The Same Thang And He Got 10
Jus Took A Loss Still Tryin 2 Win Nd U Tryin 2 Get Back So Wut U Tryin To Spend

[Chorus:]
You Kno We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
We Live Life On Da Edge Like Theres No Tomorrow They Grind Hard Like Theres No Today
They Do The Same Shit Like Its Yesterday The Game Never Stop So Whos Next To Play?
Against All Odds U Can Place Ur Bets Yea Im Jus Gettin Started So I Aint Done Yet (Naw)
Risk It All You Can Lose Ur Life Wut Else Can I Say Dats A Hell Of A Price (Dayumm)
I Dont Under Cuz I Overstand No Time For Mistakes So Im Overplayin
Im In Da Club Like Wut? 4 5 Wit Me And Ima Stay Thuggin Till Da Feds Come Get Me

[Chorus:]
You Kno We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)

[Verse: R.Kelly]
Hey Hey This Is How We Play When We Roll Up To Da Club High Sittin On 20 Treys
Hop Out Like We Fabolous Top Models Grabbin Us They Luv Dem Go Gettas Only In America
Put D On Chicks Like Wallace Turn Em
[?]
Thinkin They Can Have All Dis Cant Deny It When U C Da Wheels Spinnin
Boy Kells Out Da Coupe In Miami White Linen Chips Big Spendin Walk Out Da Club Witha Shitloada Women
Soon As I C One I Like Ima Go Get (Oo) Ima Get It Cuz Ima Go Getta

[Chorus:]
You Kno We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)

(feat. Timbaland)

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

[Verse 1: 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)
Fuck it, adlibs everywhere (yeeeeeeeeah)
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 (haha)
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?

[Chorus: Timbaland]
It's about three in the morning (ay)
Gotta leave with somethin hot cuz a nigga horny (yeeeeeah)
Now I'm in the parking lot, baby all over me (haha)
Ay, ay, wait a minute ha (let's go)
It's about three in the morning (ay)
Got my thang, cocked cuz them boys they be on it (yeah)
Niggaz they be talkin but, they don't really want it (what ya say?)
Ay, ay, wait a minute ha (let's go)

[Verse 2: 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 welfare, we call it old school
Then we mix it all up, call it Pro Tools (haha)
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 muggin homie, I got a full clip (yeeeeeeah)
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 zonin (let's get it)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: 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 watchin for the cops (haha)
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

[Chorus]

[Young Jeezy: Talking]
Ride on these niggaz
I ride on these niggaz
I ride on these niggaz (hahaaa)
I ride on these niggaz

Let's get it!

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Super charger, the same color as PJ
(yeaaaaah) I got a champagne range
Big niggaz offed, I got a night-scope aim (Bah)
Audio, video, you caught on tape
That's a way to get ya ass sent Upstate (dayyyum)
In '9-AY! I took them trips down to Lauderdale
Back and forth, like Aliyah
Chances of gettin' rich is like one-in-a-million
(hahaaaaa) Or more like two-in-a-billion
Flashin' lights, my mind's playin' tricks on me
But the Minuteman still do tricks on me
Swear the feds just starin' at a nigga
You know, you feelin' ya heart fall into ya feet
Summertime niggaz still ridin' with the heat
Jeezy De Niro, Snowman Pacino
Real niggaz love me because I talk that lingo

[Hook: Young Jeezy]
And I'm the muhfuckin' bi-nuss...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sold the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' bi-nuss...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sold the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' bi-nuss...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' bi-nuss...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' bi-nuss...

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
Nowadayz the GT's glock black (cheaaa!)
The shoes on that muhfucka 3-80 chrome
Gotta be careful what you say on the phone
I'm 36 souls away
From givin' the mic up and goin' back to the streetz (naww)
What's the difference, I still eat the same
A nigga paranoid, I still sleep the same
You niggaz rappin' 'bout blow, like it's a fad
Nigga this is my life, I ain't tryna set trends
'Cause everybody knows how that brick-road ends
Heartless, maybe I need to see the Wizard
Until then, Imma make it snow blizzards

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I stay on the block, and risk my life
Day in and day out until a nigga sold out
You niggaz playin', I show you what that street shit 'bout
Hit you right up with them thangs, and come back with the chains
Might cook it in the stove, might cook it in the microwave
Either way it's gonna sell, still weigh it on the scale
You rappin'-ass niggaz ain't never sold no yams
I'm talkin' sucka-free Sundays and iced-out Mondays
Pin-up Tuesdays and body-tap Wednesdays
You was in the studio, I was on the block
In the kitchen at the spot goin' hard with the blocks
25 for the four ways, choppaz by the door-ways

[Hook]

[Verse 1:]
These Niggas Jus Hatin They Aint Talkin Bout Shyt(Shyt)
Ima Grown Azz Man I Flip My Own Bricks(Eyy)
I Dont Need Yo Help I Can Own My Own Dick(Haha)
Aint No Muthafucka Help Me Write My Rhymes(Nope)
Aint Nan Nigga Pay For My Studio Time(Naw)
See Me At The Top Wanna Claim My Fame(Damnn)
Nigga Took My Chain Ya Muthafuckin Right(Right)
U Betta Off Sayin A Nigga Took My Life(Yaaa)
Ya Wanna Sasinate My Character But I Aint Actin(Eyyyy)
It Aint Addin Up So U Niggas Subtractin(Chea)
Big Said It First Mo Money Mo Problems(Problems)
The Way I See It Mo Problems Mo Money(Eyyy)

[Hook:]
I Got The Streets On Lock Atlanta On My Back
I Do It For Tha Hood U Gotta Problem Wit Dat
Real Niggas Alwayz Rap Shyt Easy
When I Speak These Niggas Belive Me Cuz Bitch Im Jeezy

[Verse 2:]
Eyes Wide Shut I Dont See Dese Niggas(No)
Cuz Deep N Ya Heart Ya Wanna B Me Nigga(Yaaaa)
Wanna Stand In My Shoes Wanna Fuck My Hoes(Eyy)
Wanna Live My Life Wanna Rock My Shows(Nooo)
Ya Young Punks Wit Cha Loose Ass Lips(Whew)
I Keep A A-R Wit Them Loose Ass Clips(Pow)
What Type Of Real Nigga Name Himself Afta A Bag(Huh?)
Nigga You's A Hoe A Louis Vuitton Fag(Haha)
My Name Aint Dick So Keep It Out Ya Mouth(Damnnn)
It Is What It Is Look I Am Tha South(Dat's Right)
Big Mack You Niggas Small Fries(Yaaaa)
U Just Anotha Nigga Im Mo Lyke A Franchize(Dats Wutsup)

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
I Was Born In The Fields Raised In Atlanta
Pop Bust A Nut Years So I Waz Made In Atlanta

[Gunshots]

Four shots to the chest, my niggas get at me
They don' fucked around and fucked 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

[CHORUS:]
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
[x2]

[VERSE 2:]
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

[CHORUS:]
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
[x2]

[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 [x2]

[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...

[CHORUS:]
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
[x4]

(feat. Keyshia Cole)

This One For The Hood Right Here
Song Dedicated Anybody Out There That Got Some Dreams
Dont Give Up On Ur Dreams Real Talk
Ready Kids, Let's Go

Dreamin

Born September 28
My Life Far From Great
No Food On The Table
So We Far From Steak
But Im So Close To Jail
It Feels Like Im So Close To Hell
Momz Smoking Rocks
Same Shit Im Selling
So Whos Wrong
Her Or Me
She Addicted To The High
Im Addicted To The Cash
I Almost Put My Hands On Her
When I Caught Her In My Stash
How Could I Do Her Like That
Lord Knows Im Wrong
Why Would I Do Her Like That
Lord Know She Strong
I Kno Its Been Hard
But We Made It Baby
10 Years Clean
So She's Still My Lady
I Must Be Dreamin

[Chorus]

One Thing About It
I Got Love 4 U Hommie
Two Things About It
I'll Take A Slug For U Hommie
Look At U Now
Your A Buisness Man
Im Proud Of U Dog
Handle Your Bizzness Man
U Like Tha Brother
I Never Ever Had
U Try Your Best
And I Still Get Mad
We Risked It All Together
Been Through It All Together
Caught Cases And We Still Together
Headed Og
I Sleep While U Drive
Me And My Dog
Yea We Chippin On Fire
Remember Back When We
Shared Our Clothes
Look At Us Now Nigga
We Sell Out Shows

[Chorus]

I Was Young And Dumb
Wit A Pocket Full Of Cash
Posted On Tha Block
Wit A Pocket Full Of Glass
Full Speed
Still Runnin From My Past
But Its Starting To Catch Up
Yea Its Gaing On My Ass
There's Two Types Of Niggas
Preditor And Prey
Im A Preditor
I Pray 3 Times A Day
Mat Lue Once Said
One Day U'll Have Kids
And How U Gon Explain
All That Stuff U Did
Im A Soul Suvior
Far From Crook
She Always Said
I Was A Lot Smater Than I Look
So I Took My Dreams
And Made It Some Thosounds
And Took My Life And Made It An Album

[Intro:]
When I Done It U Kno I Did It To Death
So Jus Sit Back N Hold Ya Breath
I Dont Kno Bout Dem I Really Ran These Streets
So Listen Up This Shyt Get Deep

[Verse 1:]
U Kno Im Smokin The Best I Aint Got To Brag
The Young Fly Nigga Wit Tha Georgia Swag
The Seats Swed So Is The Pipe
N Try Tell Minisota Show Us Tha Vikings
Inside So Soft Cant Belive Its Not Butter
Snowman Bitch Did I Stu Stu Studder
Came Straight From The Hood
Right To The Big Screen
The Way Da Boy Ball We'll Swear He Had Hoop Dreams
No Grants No Scholarships
Had To Make My Own Way I Still Stake Dem Chips
The Homie From The Block Put Me Down With Da Knowlege
Straight To Tha Pros Ya I Swerve Past College

[Hook:]
(What U Talkin Bout) Livin My Life N Ima Get It All No Matter The Price
(Haha) When I Did It U Kno I Done It Da Best Sit Back Jus Hold Ya Breath(Jus Hold Ya Breath)
(What U Talkin Bout) Changin The Game In Show U How These Rappin Ass Niggas Is Lames
(Eyyyyy) When I Did It U Kno I Done It Da Best Sit Back Jus Hold Ya Breath(Jus Hold Ya Breath)

[Verse 2:]
They Say Da Blacker The Berry The Sweeter The Juice
I Say The Blacker The Rims The Sweeter The Coupe(Whew Echooo)
The Money Goes Out That Sack Comes In(Innnn)
I Cant Even Lie I Do It All Again(Yaaaaaaaa)
I Flip The Rap Game Jus Like The Work(Eyyyyy)
And It Was Snow White Jus Like My Shirt
Counted So Much Paper Seen So Many Haterz(Naw)
Seen Bricks Stacked Tall Az Sky Scrapers(Damnnnn)
God Damn Dats High(Yaaa)
Done Everything I Said So I Am That Fly(That's Right)
Every Dude Waz A Troop Tell Me Who Came Realer
The Word On The Street Is That Im Still That Nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Between Luv N Hate Theres A Thin Azz Line
I Think We All Can Agree Last Summer Waz Mine
N If Ya Dont Say My Name Den U Wastin Ya Tyme
N If I Dont Rub My Watch Then Im Wastin My Shine
Spend A Hundred On A Homie Den Sit Tha Time
A Few Mill Before The Deal In Im Still On Da Grind
The Cridits Criditsize Me Cuz A Nigga Talkin Yay
I Aint Suga Coatin Shyt This Is Who I Am
Nigga U Been To Da "A"Seen Me Makin It Rain
Seen It Wit Ya Own Eyes U Kno Dis Shit Aint A Game
So U Niggas Listen Closely To What Im Sayin
If Ya Game Aint Money Den I Aint Playin

[Hook]

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

(AYYYEE, AY, AY, AYYEE....)

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
New shoes on the range rover, good one man (vrrooomm)
Motherfuckers acting like I aint' supposed to shine
I aint' the 1, definately not the 2 (nope)
1 in the chamber when we aming at you (Blaou)
The young Bob Barker, the price is right
If you C.O.D. then you could get them tonight
Put the fish scale on the scale
If Roy went postal, all he do is check mail (HA HA)
Low key, under the radar
Tripple black 'Vet, yeah I call it the stealth
No currency machine, I could count it myself
Almost done, another quarter million in ones
Thunder storm in the body-tap, look what I've done
Chump change, I make it rain for fun (wussup)

[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
Snow man, get cha' hands up high
It's ya' boy, Mr. 17-5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the pots
Snow man, get cha' hands up high
It's ya' boy, Mr. 17-5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the pots

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
I get them bars out of the back of my mind (that's how)
I reminisce like Mary J
Even in the drought, the boy kept that yay
100 percent served, Snowman's word
You can play my thug and my clientele (why)
I'm addicted to that new car smell
White cookies in a plastic bag
New shoes on the coupe with the paper tag
Whole life flash right before your eyes
See the state troopers and get butterflies
Got a thing for them Heckler and Koches
A minute 14 and Rolex watches
Somewhere in the back of my secret deranged brain
I get a rush when I tote that 'cane
Get money, Nigga fuck them haters
All we fear is the discovery and Inditement papers (wussup)

[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
Snow man, get cha' hands up high
It's ya' boy, Mr. 17-5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the pots
Snow man, get cha' hands up high
It's ya' boy, Mr. 17-5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the pots

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I'm a grown ass man, I stand on my own two
200,000 cash, yeah, I'm buying my own team
Right to your front door, operation so sweet
I like little dude who keeps his money so neat
But I still bury a nigga
Put The Mask on, Jim Carey a nigga (Blaou)
Swede ends in the Chevy, got me feelin akward
Careful with the sweets, dont burn my seats
You could live your whole life and not come close
Guess thats why these rap niggaz take notes
Rectite my adlibs, borrow my quotes
Make me Ihop a nigga, serve them with the toast
Next, they be dressing like me
But back in '93, they wasn't stressing like me (wussup)

[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
Snow man, get cha' hands up high
It's ya' boy, Mr. 17-5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the pots
Snow man, get cha' hands up high
It's ya' boy, Mr. 17-5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the pots

[beat fade]

(feat. T.I.)

[Verse 1:]
All I No Is The Sky Is Blue And The Coupe Is New, If Ya Moneys Right The Coke Is White,The Birds Fly South Every Year In The Night, Gotta Get It How U Live Motha Fuck Them Hataz, Get Um, Im Get Um Off Like Hot Patatas, Good Morning Vietnam Yeah We Tryin To Earn Stripes, Get Jammed Up Of One Can Cost U Ya Whole Life, Deaam, So Say Goodnight To The Bad Guy, Fresh Pair Of 87 Jeans Im So Fly, My Seats Are Suede My Luggage Is Louie, And Every Bitch In The Projects Wanna Do Me, Snowmans The Name 100 Grand On The Chain

[Chorus:]
My Seats Are Suede My Luggage Is Louie And Every Bitch In The Projects Wanna Do Me,Cause I Got Money, Remember When I Couldnt Afford No Cloths But Now A Days A Nigga Hit The Baddest Hoes,Casue I Got Money(Cause I Got Money)

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
The Chevys Sittin So High But The Rims Sit Lowwwww, I Got Um From Baileys, Cte Thats The Label That Pays Me, I Own That So I Pay Myself(Haha)Being Brokes Bad For My Health Nyquill Green 26 Inches Greenbriar Mall Pulled 26 Bitches, Make A Quick Stop Serve 9 Hoes,These Are My Confessions, Im A Sucker For Clothes,That Paper Stack Up If U Let It, But I Keep Fukin Up I Gotta Shoe Fettish, Bad Habits Im In ? Every Week, 50 Pairs Or New Nikes Aint Cheap, U Know I Gotta Get The Cap To Match, New Era Shit I A Town To That Throw The Bags In The Trunk Right Back To The Trap.

[Chorus:]
My Seats Are Suede My Luggage Is Louie And Every Bitch In The Projects Wanna Do Me,Cause I Got Money, Remember When I Couldnt Afford No Cloths But Now A Days A Nigga Hit The Baddest Hoes, Casue I Got Money(Cause I Got Money, Haha)

[Verse 3: T.I.]
See Me In The Drive Off 30 Down Town Evning Houston, It Cought A Flat Tire Had To Leave It In Houston, Then Ran Out Of Gas In The Blue Gt, The Minute We Leave I Cop The New Gt, So Now Balla Wouldnt Call Cought Him Livin A Lie, U Cant Help To Spend It Pimpin If U Gettin It Right, Listen If U Be Gettin What I Be Gettin Tonight U 2 Would Be High As A Kite Blowin Dro On A Flight, Ohh Im G 4'in At My 7 Ay Commercial Ight Just Security Being A Bitch Cant Get In With This, But Everything 100 Million Again Im In A Vanquish Tell That Nigga Fo She Begin To Sins.

[Chorus:]
My Seats Are Suede My Luggage Is Louie And Every Bitch In The Projects Wanna Do Me,Cause I Got Money, Remember When I Couldnt Afford No Cloths But Now A Days A Nigga Hit The Baddest Hoes,Casue I Got Money(Cause I Got Money, Haha)

[Verse 1:]
I'm alright, in a 5th of remy (Woo!)
From the city where the young niggas die skinny
Keep work on deck if you need any
Just holla at them boys cuz they keep plenty
Follow me
Got the weight of the world on my shoulders (Nah)
And I swear it feels like 10,000 boulders (Daymn)
And it's so heavy (YEAH!), but I'm so ready (AY!)
Feels like I was born for this (HA-HA!)
If not, at least I die for it
They said I couldn't do it but I still try for it (THAT'S RIIIGHT!)
The big question is "What could I do for the youth?" (YEAH!)
E'rybody lyin to em so I told em the truth, what's up

[Chorus:]
(I got hustle!)
One man, one stage, one mike
One song, one chance to get it right (AY!)
Really thank ya'll we gonna see the night
And I think I know the way, Follow Me
(I got hustle!) (YEAH!)
One man, one stage, one mike
One song, one chance to get it right (HA-HA!)
Really thank ya'll we gonna see the night
And I think I know the way, Follow Me
(I got hustle!)
Let's go

[Verse 2:]
Real niggas don't die, they go to the feds
Fresh out right back chasin' bread (YEAH!)
My life's so hard, so concrete
I was raised by em homie, that's why I think so street (Daymn)
Take me for instance, my life is not about you think me for instance (Yup)
I did the impossible, boy I made it out
Got dealt the pain here but I played it out (Yeeeeahh)
I'm a left lane nigga, my life's so fast (AY!)
Now I'm thinkin holmes, got my right blinker on (HA-HA!)
Spread the word, get my Kurt Franklin on (YEAH!)
Stuntin' in traffic like dis my car
Sometimes I wonder how I made it this far (far)
Life's a bitch, so I'm tryin the wiper (AY!)
Just ballin' 'round, you know buy some things
Lovin' every minute of it, still playin' for change, let's go

[Chorus:]
(I got hustle!)
One man, one stage, one mike
One song, one chance to get it right (AY!)
Really thank ya'll we gonna see the night
And I think I know the way, Follow Me
(I got hustle!) (YEAH!)
One man, one stage, one mike
One song, one chance to get it right (HA-HA!)
Really thank ya'll we gonna see the night
And I think I know the way, Follow Me
(I got hustle!)
Let's go

[Verse 3:]
Yeah my brush made me paint a perfect picture
Gotta pay attention cuz it's 3 dimensional
Same picture, see it one of the 3 ways (ways)
Let it, marinate it, it might take a few days (HA-HA!)
They say all I talk about is drugs and violence (Nah)
So I shouldn't say nothin', yeah a moment of silence
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (sense)
Words to live by, took it out of context (Woo!)
Let's say your past is your present and your present is your cash (cash)
So I look forward to the future (YEAH!)
Get a little paper, your baby mama want half (Daymn)
Partly cloudy, so I need a forcast (AY!)
Where's the weatherman at when you need him (huh?)
A hungry nigga eat anything you feed him
A rich nigga will buy anything you sell him
And a broke nigga believe anything you fuckin' tell him, what's up

[Chorus:]
(I got hustle!)
One man, one stage, one mike
One song, one chance to get it right (AY!)
Really thank ya'll we gonna see the night
And I think I know the way, Follow Me
(I got hustle!) (YEAH!)
One man, one stage, one mike
One song, one chance to get it right (HA-HA!)
Really thank ya'll we gonna see the night
And I think I know the way, Follow Me
(I got hustle!)
Let's go

Speedy u a fool 4 this one nigga
CTE nigga, you already know what it is
21 gun slaute, I 22's on my coupe

[chorus:]
The chevy standin so tall, I'm lookin down on yall,
thats all I gotta tell u nigga's, I do this shit
The ice shine so bright, the kush burn just right
my last time tellin u niggas, I do this shit

[verse 1:]
26's inches honey dew outside, watermelon inside
boy thats a sweet ride, she diggin me checkin out my paint job
and I'm diggin her, tryna get a blow job
and my job's hard, I keep hard work
yea it's hard now, but it's soft works
You know off white, flacked up, just pale
china white, oil base, talkin fish scales
s five 50, yea the brand new benz, bought 2 the same color
I call em' simese twins, you can't out shine me,
can't out class me, my wrist so shine, but my neck so flashy

[chorus:]
The chevy standin so tall, I'm lookin down on yall,
thats all I gotta tell u nigga's, I do this shit
The ice shine so bright, the kush burn just right
my last time tellin u niggas, I do this shit
My paper standin so tall, you know the boy gone ball
thats all I gotta tell u nigga's, I do this shit
The ice shine so bright, the kush burn just right
my last time tellin u nigga's, I do this shit

[verse 2:]
I'm with a ganga hoes, yea papa dose
chevy sittin on them large pies, call it dimonis
or maybe pizza hut, or even papi johns
they was outta chris, so odered none
i was like what, call me lil john
keep it so clear, I'm fuckin don
I'm the shit bitch, thats right the fuckin bomb
200 carats, now thats a fuckin charm
and this my lucky charm, and I ain't talkin corn flakes
I know philly nigga's and they ain't sellin cheese stakes
But if yo bread straight, you can get the whole 8,
you don't acttin right, they coming 4 your whole safe

[chorus:]
The chevy standin so tall, I'm lookin down on yall,
thats all I gotta tell u nigga's, I do this shit
The ice shine so bright, the kush burn just right
my last time tellin u niggas, I do this shit
My paper standin so tall, you know the boy gone ball
thats all I gotta tell u nigga's, I do this shit
The ice shine so bright, the kush burn just right
my last time tellin u nigga's, I do this shit

[verse 3:]
the bricks rapped up, and I'm strapped up
nigga act up, get capped up
see this big toy, play if u wanna nigga
head ova hear, you just round the corner nigga
I'm a heavy weight, never boxed one round
in and outta state and neva lost one pound
Nigga I'm crazy straight, i flip crazy weight
now I flip the mic, and thats crazy
trap or die nigga, that's my favorite tune
I'm always in the kitchen, thats my favorite room
and I'm baking mines, call me Duncan Hines
ran threw a 100 grand, call it a waste of time

[chorus:]
The chevy standin so tall, I'm lookin down on yall,
thats all I gotta tell u nigga's, I do this shit
The ice shine so bright, the kush burn just right
my last time tellin u niggas, I do this shit
My paper standin so tall, you know the boy gone ball
thats all I gotta tell u nigga's, I do this shit
The ice shine so bright, the kush burn just right
my last time tellin u nigga's, I do this shit