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| [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 rolling bar, two pounds 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 |
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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 |
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[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 let me 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 |
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[Young Jeezy]
Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin 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 green in his Cadillac Jimmy crack horn Jeezy flip O's I just stick to the script y'all niggaz hoes |
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