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Текст песни:

[Intro]
Yeah
Can you please mothafuckin′ rise
For the national mothafuckin′ trap star anthem
Let′s go

[Chorus x2]
Cause bitch I′m amazing′, look what I′m blazin′
Eyes so low, yea I look like an Asian
Forever clubbin′, forever thuggin′
Haters run they mouth, they ain′t talkin′ bout nothin′

[Verse 1]
Cause Bitch I′m amazin′
Closed door armour, lookin′ like it′s miller times
Sixty Seven diamond chain, who he think he Busta Rhymes
Bitch I bust a lot of rhymes, could of done a lot of time
And I ain′t never snorted shit, put it all up on the line
Got a lot up on my mind, got a lot up on my plate
Got to feed my hood, So I′m up and down the interstate
The streets need a nigga, so I′m in and out that vocal booth
Hoes love a nigga, cause I′m in and out they yellow coupe
But nuttin but banana split, say that I′m her favourite
If you can take a lot of dick, I can talk a lot of shit
Go on baby swag it up, show them haters who your with
Bring you want that gangsta shit, who you niggas fuckin′ with

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Cause Bitch I′m amazin′
First I sold two mill, then I sold another one
Told them if you pay for three, that I will front another one
Told them if they give me this, then I′ll record another one
But if you can not give me that, ain′t no sense in callin′ back
Fuck you think they sell me for, fuck you think they find me at
Damn right American, I′m gonna need a bigger hat
Close your eyes imagine this, gonna need a bigger safe
I got bills up in that bitch, that bitch stacked up since 98
Let ′em talk, let ′em hate, watch them lick the navigate
If you touch ′em, wipe ′em off
Bring a brush, then take em off
I can make an avalanche and I ain′t talkin Chevy trucks
Call me Georgia lottery cause I′ll be talkin mega bucks

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Cause Bitch I′m amazin′
Must of spent ten grand to make they coupe stand taller
First round draft pick, yea I′m mother fuckin balla
Just right your number down, baby girl I might call ya
If she give it to me now, she won′t live to see tomorrow
And if she playin′ with it, she won′t make it thru the night
Before the song with kanye, I had my money right
Used to call me vice grips, yea I get my money tight
Now it′s time to re up, then I make my money white
You can catch me at my jewel, yea I like my money bright
You can find me at the lot, yea I like my money fast
Two hundred on the gas, two hundred on the dash
Yea I′m spendin′ all money, now I′m livin′ in the past

[Chorus]

@ Young Jeezy

Текст песни:

[Intro]
Ride till I die, Lord knows i stay high and I love it, and I love it
Let′s go!

[Chorus]
We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo′s
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it

[Verse 1]
Once again it′s on, I′m back in the mu′fuckin booth
These niggas still lying, I′m the mu′fuckin truth (GYEAH!)
I don′t believe em, I need to see mu′fuckin proof
I ain′t want the four door, I copped the mu′fuckin coupe (HAHA!)
They tryin be me, I′m just tryin be G
And everything comes to da light you′ll see
These niggas in the dark baby I just shine (SHINE)
I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme (YEEEEEAHHHH!)
Check your watch, nigga it′s my time (HEY!)
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 that before man (GYEAH!)
M.O.E., you ain′t part of the program
Or maybe you niggaz ain′t listening
Open your eyes I′m a blessing in disguise

[Chorus]
We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo′s
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it

[Verse 2]
Yea I blew 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
Nike′s on the ground got my head to the sky
Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high
Stay on top, Lord knows I′m gon′ try
And live for the moment, Lord knows I′m gon′ die
And when I get to hell, Lord knows I′m gon′ fry
Woke up this morning so I′m still alive
36 O′s I sold them all for five

[Chorus]
We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo′s
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it

[Verse 3]
Been around the world, it′s the same ol′ caine
Been around the world, it′s the same ol′ thang (Dro)
All the real niggaz either dead or in jail
And if you′re looking for me homie, I′m in the A-T-L
You gotta play it how it go, you can′t cheat on life (YEAAAAH!)
Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can′t sleep on life
I ain′t tryna do you, I′m tryin′ do me
Last album did two, I′m just tryin′ do three
Fresh out the pot yea the work was hard
Ride with the top down so I′m closer to God
My P.O. telling me I need a 9 to 5
But I already got a job, and that′s stayin alive

[Chorus]
We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo′s
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it
[Repeat Intro till fade]

@ Young Jeezy

Текст песни:

[Intro]
I told ya′ll niggas I was gonna come back hard man
You ain′t heard this shit since thug motivation okay
Hey hey hey

[Verse 1]
Hoes ain′t shit, the money ain′t nothing
And if I nothing then it gotta be something
And if it ain′t something then it gotta be nothing
And if he ain′t showed the cash then he gotta be bluffin′
My dog hit me up, he said he gotta lick
He gotta bad jump shot, so he might shoot a brick
Talkin′ reckless on my line, now that′s a technical foul
Don′t know what the fuck I′m talkin′ bout, I′m hangin′ up right now
Nigga you ain′t Nick Cannon and this ain′t wildin′ out
I′m playin′ my position, I ain′t tryna foul out
Instant replay, yeah we bout to find out
Hey where the referee, I need to call a time out
You know

[Chorus]
If young is what they want
Then young is what they gettin′
They ask me what I do and I say teachin′ for a livin′
What you say nigga?
And I can show you how to make mill right now
And I can show you how to make a mill right now
If young is what they want
Then young is what they gettin′
They ask me what I do and I say teachin′ for a livin′
What you say nigga?
And I can show you how to make mill right now
And I can show you how to make a mill right now

[Verse 2]
Said he just touched down, and he need a touchdown
Second time he called today, I think he goin′ all the way
36 yard line, we goin′ for the first down
Fed′s playin′ defence, everytime they come around
We goin′ to the Super Bowl, if I make this field goal
I understand you got me round this time we need a 3
He trippin′ bout that extra point, that means he want that extra joint
Then chill and bring my extra cash, next time I see ya extra ass
Huddle up, call the play, yeah I′m playin′ quarterback
4 way, 2way, but I bring a quarter back
Weigh it up, bag it up, pass it to my running back
My dog short on my pay that′s a flag
You know

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Ninth innin′ bases loaded I′m goin′ for the grand slam
Tax free, tax free ain′t givin′ shit to uncle sam
Yeah, we playin′ softball, we playin′ softball
Yeah I′m playin softball, the color golf balls
Catch me in the out field, that′s a whole lotta of grass
Tryna buy the franchise, that′s a whole lotta cash
Damn right I′m savin′ up, think I might buy the team
Once I get my bounty up, tryna get my money clean
Focus quick watch the pitch can′t afford another strike
If I can make it through this, shit then I can play another night
Money right, money right, I gotta get my money right
First I gotta get these O′s so make sure you wrap ′em tight

[Chorus]

@ Young Jeezy

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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

Patty cake patty cake microwave
These suckas make a square, 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
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
I cant 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

@ Young Jeezy

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[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]

@ Young Jeezy

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Dey say who dat.
Nigga we dat I guess its pay day so I guess I should three dat..
Neva eva eva serve a nigga where he sleep at

@ Young Jeezy

Текст песни:

[Chorus]
Hit ′em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit ′em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit ′em up, peace up, A-town down
If you ain′t from round here dog don′t even come around
Twist ya fingers up bang motherfucker bang
Throw ya hoods up bang motherfucker bang
Eastside! (Hit ′em up bang motherfucker bang)
Westside! (Hit ′em up, bang motherfucker bang)

[Young Jeezy]
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

[Chorus]

[T.I.]
Me and Jeezy on the back street
Choppers in the back seat
What we fin to do the questions yean even gotta ask me
Desert in my lap and skullcap and a black tee
Looking for the niggaz that say they fin to attack me
Turn the music down low and let the ′llac creep
Fuck the police I give a damn if they catch me
Wait a minute that′s that nigga looking at me
Let off 50 shots you niggaz ran like a track meet
I know my partners would have did the job for a flat fee
But seeing dem niggaz bleed is the only thing that′s gon′ relax me
I′m hands on nigga damn what you say
All them games that you play don′t stand a chance in the A nigga

[Chorus]

[Lil Scrappy]
Roll up on yo block
All the bullshit stops
Man hoe know that I′m the prince so that ass gon′ drop
I was born in the A with things in the way
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

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[Young Jeezy verse:]
Welcome to da life of a young thug nigga (jea)
Only hang out wit dem criminals and dem drug dealers (ayyy)
I′m from even where da dead die (die)
But try an do it big like da kid from bedstuy
I see death around da corna and I aint scared I got a ?? wit 15 and I′m fully prepared (that′s
right)
Lord a mercy 20 rounds in a clip (jea)
Outta line get 20 rounds in ya hip (ayyy)
Shoot first and ask question lata (lata)
Da answer is it was all about da paper (jea)
Everything da game is shit to lose and a new forty-five that I′m dyin to use (yeahhhh)

[Chorus]
[Ill Will]
If ya real like me (like me)
Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see (ay)
Last of a dying breed, Last of a dying breed, Last of a dying breed
And if ya real like me (like me)
Keep that thang on ya hip that′s just da way that its gotta be
Last of a dying breed, Last of a dying breed,last of a dying breed
Young Buck
I done seen niggaz come and go
Shit da whole world done seen wat I done before
We do anythang when da funds is low
I′m da reason outta townas don′t come no mo
Let me show you niggaz how to break down da whole thang
My nigga B.G. know Buck been a ?? man
Its got to be in ya blood to be a thug
If I aint makin enough I ma jack my plug
We was born in it
Not sworn in it
You can go against it or you can join wit it
Made mark so da streets gon rememba me
Now come and git it nigga Ca$hville Tennekee holla back

[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
Some of da dudes we thought was real O.G.s was O.D.s cause they talk pleas and includin G′s like you
and me (you and me)
The first step was going to set a trap
So in a short period they convince da grand jury to allow a phone tap
And if they listen in
Not once did they hear us mentioning
Murder and a cocaine distributing
Through all that was dividends comin in
I′m straightly gettin betta yet we too smart for ya bullshit
Callin all cars (callin all cars)
Its your brother-in-laws and tell em hurry up and come dem niggaz got gunz
Man down shots fired only fuck niggaz and cops died
First stage of a ride and dem fuck couldn′t sneak by
When you a witnessin and shit five bitch be quiet because they only got what you tell em
And then da witness that they had to ?? was lyin there dead
Shot in da street all red
Wit two shots to his head
Cause he was workin for da feds
And they last informant informed us they had it out for us
For a bird but he got popped for it
So ride or die for em (ride or die for em)
Betta yet you betta kill em
Cause I think he gon get da bitch to tell em
And he probably done all ready told
But then again with out a witness dem bitches aint got shit

@ Young Jeezy

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What it do
I ain?t kill hip-hop nigga
Well, all the critics against you
But the streets love you

[Chorus]
You niggas want word play
But i?m bout bird play
1st of the month
Yeah we call that bird day
(just look at em fly [x2])

You niggas want word play
But i′m bout bird play
3rd the month
Yeah we call that bird day
(just look at em fly [x2])

[Verse 1]
I?m way too intelligent
To play with my intelligence
What you tryna tell me
What i?m saying is not irrelevant
Still represent
Cause ima represent
3 bands for a 9 piece chicken dinner
Young bounce right back like a rubberband
Bought a whip look yall
No hands
Topless stop this
Where?s your roof?
All this non sense
There?s no you
Married to the game
Yeah we just got a load
Depending on the shipment
We might need a boat
I?m talking big money
Anybody own a bank
Had to switch up the style
They was on to the tank

[Chorus]
You niggas want word play
But i?m bout bird play
1st of the month
Yeah we call that bird day
(just look at em fly [x2])

You niggas want word play
But i?m bout bird play
3rd the month
Yeah we call that bird day
(just look at em fly [x2])

[Verse 2]
Used to bet on all hip-hop
Young killed hip-hop
Don?t you know this dumb nigga still talking crack rocks
Got everybody following him
Does that make him a leader?
Does that mean he needs to get indicted
Just to make you a believer
If that?s the case
Then i really do apoligize
That i memorize
That i fantasized
That i visualized
That i strategize
1 false move will get your ass penalized
You cant be serious
What if pac was hearing this
You bullshiting me
I?m sure biggie would agree
If he had to pass the torch
Then that bitch would go to me
Now wouldn?t you agree
It doesn?t matter how he said it

[Chorus]
You niggas want word play
But im bout bird play
1st of the month
Yeah we call that bird day
(just look at em fly [x2])

You niggas want word play
But im bout bird play
3rd the month
Yeah we call that bird day
(just look at em fly [x2])

[Verse 3]
You ever seen a blue rolls
Caught in the black grass
Nigga go broke
And invest in a black mask
Entrepreneur
He found him a new craft
A round of applause
Congratulate that nigga
Cause when he get rich
You gon hate that nigga
I bet the haters try they best
Try to break that nigga
(fly)
How fly
(fly)
How fly
(fly)
How fly
(flyyyy)

[Chorus]
You niggas want word play
But i?m bout bird play
1st of the month
Yeah we call that bird day
(just look at em fly [x2])

You niggas want word play
But i?m bout bird play
3rd the month
Yeah we call that bird day
(just look at em fly [x2])

@ Young Jeezy

Текст песни:

[HOOK]

It′s young jizzle from the bottom of the map
got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
(ay) [5x]
I do it for the trappers with tha-tha-tha rocks
and them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks
(ay) [5x]

[VERSE 1]

Im 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 fuck niggas cuz they so funny
all a gangsta do is stay fresh
45 with the gucci teff ??

[HOOK]

It′s young jizzle from the bottom of the map
got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
(ay) [5x]
I do it for the trappers with tha-tha-tha rocks
and them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks
(ay) [5x]

[VERSE 2]

im 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 ?? jeans with the baby nape
dessert on the pillow choppers on the night stand
you can roll the dice play with ur life man

[HOOK]

It′s young jizzle from the bottom of the map
got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
(ay) [5x]
I do it for the trappers with tha-tha-tha rocks
and them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks
(ay) [5x]

[VERSE 3]

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
hoes want the 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

[HOOK]

It′s young jizzle from the bottom of the map
got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
(ay) [5x]
I do it for the trappers with tha-tha-tha rocks
and them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks

@ Young Jeezy

Текст песни:

Every time I do it I do it for my hood [repeat 2X]
And every time I do it I do it for they hood
And every time I do it I do it for yo hood
And every time I do it I do it for they hood
It′s understood I do it for the hood

The streets love jeezy and I love ′em back
If I still had the work I getcha sack
It′s all gravy still reaching wit my words
And make ′em feel good on the first and the third
Take you back when I was sixteen wits a bankroll
Posted on a corner like a light pole
They used to call us track stars
Before they even stopped we ran to dem cars
And everybody on the block got the same agenda
Hustle from the beginning of January til the end of December
Wasn′t smokin purple then it was more like bobby brown
On that hen dog got a nigga drinking straight brown (7/11 nigga you know)
You know 10 to 4 shake ′em up talk shit get my drink and let ′em go
Even when I′m on the road the gangstas stay in touch
Why you think they love me so much (ha ha!)

[Chorus]

I′m talking bout summertime cookouts and wintertime flights
It ain′t nothing we hearing shots all night
Ford Taurus pulls up everybody run
White boys jump out running wit they guns (5-0, 5-0)
Ford Taurus leave everybody came back
Hope dem boyz didn′t find my sack
Real recognize real I suppose
I guess that′s why the gangstas be at all my shows
Got the deal nothing changed but my clothes
Still catch me in the jects fuckin wit dem hoes (projects!)
Like coo-coo cal
Lord I wish mad Lou could see me now
Wish gold mouth was there wish mailman was free
A lot of niggaz crossing over dog no not me
Plus I been in the commercials when I watch TV
And everybody know I rep these streets faithfully

[Chorus]

Ford Taurus pull up everybody run
White boys jump out running wit they guns
Ford Taurus leave everybody came back
Hope dem boyz didn′t find my sack

@ Young Jeezy

Текст песни:

[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]

@ Young Jeezy

Текст песни:

[Intro:]
I put on, I put on, I put on, I put on for my city, on on for my city,
I put on for my city, on on for my city, I put on for my city on on for my city,
I put on for my city on on for my city,

[Verse 1:]
When they see me off in traffic they say jeezy on some otha shit,
Send them pussy niggas runnin straight back to the dealership,
Me I′m in my spaceship that′s right I work for NASA,
This 7-H is not a fraud call dat bitch my bodyguard call that bitch his bodyguard
Yeah dats my bodyguard wear alot of jewelery
Young don′t do security, what′s whiter than a napkin harder
Than a dinner plate, if you want it come and get it you know I stay super straight,
Ran up in my spot so now I′m workin out the super 8, know you niggas hungry
Come and get a super plate, ya′ll sing happy birthday yeah I got this super cake,
Hundred carrot braclet I use it like some super bait,

[Chorus: x2]
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on Eastside, Put on Southside, Put on Westside, Put on (let′s go.)

[Verse 2:]
Hat back, top back, ain′t nothing but a young thug,
H-K′s A-K′s I need to join a gun club big wheels big straps you know
I like it super sized passengers a red bone her weave look like some
Curly fries inside fish sticks, outside tartar suace, pocket full of celery
Imagine what she telling me, blowin on asparagus the realist shit I ever
Smoked riding to that trap or die the realist shit I ever wrote,
They know I got that broccoli so I keep that glock on me don′t get caugh
T with out one comin from where I′m from,
Call me Jeezy Hamliton Flying down campbellton
So fresh so clean on my way to Charlene

[Chorus x2]
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on Eastside, Put on Southside, Put on Westside, Put on (let′s go.)

[Verse 3: Kanye West using autotuner]
I put on, I put on, I put on
I put on for my city, I put on for my, I put on for my city, I put on for my city on wwwon

I Feel like it′s still niggas that owe me checks I feel like it′s still bitches that owe me sex
I feel like dis but niggas don′t know these stress I lost the only girl in the world that know me
best
I got the money and the fame and that don′t mean shit I got the jesus on the chain man that don′t
mean shit
Cause when the jesus pieces can′t bring me peace so I need just at leat one of russel′s nieces on
I let my nightmares go I put on everybody that I knew from the go I know I know hoes that was
fronting
When they knew we was broke they say damn
Yezy yezy you don′t know us no more you got the big fame homie and you just
Changed on me you can ask big homie man the top so lonely III... so lonely III... let
Me see what we have tonight (what we have tonight)I′m high as a satelite(satelite)
I see those flashing lights(flashin lights) cause everynight (everynight) I put on.

[Chorus x2]
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on Eastside, Put on Southside, Put on Westside, Put on (let′s go.)

@ Young Jeezy

Текст песни:

Yeah
Cannon I see you Nigga (Cannon)
See Imma′ start off so slow yeah i said so slow
They love me out in D.C. just like gogo
I said gogo yeah I said gogo
See ′em back with Don Cannon it′s a gogo
See I want my song like Cocoa
I like to heat mine up like Cocoa
See dem 87 Jeans see the logo
Every time a day, count em′ baby gogo

you know how the drought be everything slow
you know how the drought be anything goes
Remember back when, when I got the snow low
And I was in and out of state just like Romo

Lookin′ out for them boys no homo
Can′t tell em what ur drivin′ thats a no no
I′mma tell you this but keep it on the low low
If his numbers too low he might be the popo

Things are gettin′ higher (things are getting higher)
Makes it hard on the buyers (hard on the buyers)
When im coming on the rise
sun rise, sun rise
?? (green light, green light)
Rent being paid late (rent being paid late)

Please, (please)
Let the dollar circulate (yeah)
Let it, let it, let it, let it
Circulate circulate, circulate, Circulate, circulate.

Sitting here staring at this empty safe
Like what the fuck im gonna do with all this empty space
Got me looking at my bills,
like this aint my place
You know i never stop the party
But that aint my place

And im never giving up, that aint my place
If it was my case, Then i plee the 5th
But the way im feeling now,
might drink me a fifth

Next year im breakin out, might send me a gift
Might send you a ride, Might send you a lift
Might send you a roll, Might send you a script
Might send you a bag, might send you a plug
Might send you some thangs, might show you some love

Yeah, Don′t be the next to get flexed
Notice you aint′ but ya might wanna check
I tell you what, this is what i′ll tell you
When shit get rough
No tellin what they′ll sell you

Interest rates going up (interest rates going up)
Somebody might give a fuck (somebody might give a fuck)
Meat prices understatement? (understatement)
You can get a teacher on the way?
Airlines are running late

Please, Please, (please)
Let the dollar circulate
(Let the dollar circulate)
Let it, let it, let it, let it
Circulate circulate, circulate, Circulate, circulate

I hate to have to be the one that said I told you
Move over I can′t wait until this recessions over
Higher than me, Shit Im tryin to see
And whereever they be at it, thats where Im tryin to be
It was all good a week ago Young the big tipper
Grind it all, we can throw it all at the strippers

Looking at my stash, like where the fuck the rest at
Looking at my watch like its a bad investment
Speakin of investmens, we talking investments
My Re-Up money, Yeah im tryna invest it
Sell a nigga dream, Man tellin me its up
Folks got it on hold, still aint heard nothing

Sound like the countrys going broke
The industrys going up in smoke
Politicians talking crazy
Or they just bein to lazy
Is it all because of watergate?

Please (please), Please (please)
Let the dollar circulate
(Let the dollar circulate)
Let it, let it, let it, let it
Circulate circulate, circulate, Circulate, circulate

@ Young Jeezy

Текст песни:

[Intro:]
Convict
Akon and Young Jeezy
Tryin′ to take it easy
Only way to go
And So...

[Chorus (Akon):]
If you lookin′ for me I′ll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin′ on a drop (Now)
′Cuz I′m a rida (Yeah)
I′m just a Soul Survivor

′Cuz er′body know the game don′t stop
Tryin′ to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now)
If you a rida (Yeah)
Or just a Soul Survivor

[Verse 1 (Young Jeezy):]
(Let′s get it) I can′t sleep--we livin′ in Hell (Yeah)
First they, give us the work then they throw us in jail (Ayy)
Won′t trip ya--I′m trafficing in the white
Please Lord don′t let me go to jail tonight (Yeah)
Who Me?? I′m a Soul Survivor
Ask about ′em in the street, the boy Jeez a rida (Jeez a rida)
A hundred grand on my wrist, yeah right (Ha Ha), Sups
Fuck the club, dawg, I rather count a million bucks (Ayy)

[Chorus (Akon):]
If you lookin′ for me I′ll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin′ on a drop (Now)
′Cuz I′m a rida (Yeah)
I′m just a Soul Survivor

′Cuz er′body know the game don′t stop
Tryin′ to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now)
If you a rida (Yeah)
Or just a Soul Survivor

[Verse 2 (Young Jeezy):]
Another day, another dolla (dolla)-same block, same nigga, same part, same green
I guess we got the same dreams (Ayy)
Or is it the same nightmares (nightmares)
We let the Thugs do it for us--we don′t cry tears (That′s right)
Real niggaz don′t budge
When Mail Man got his time he shot birds at the judge (Yeah)
I′m knee deep in the game
So when it′s time to read up, I′m knee deep in the cane (Damn)
Real talk, Look, I′m tellin′ you mayne (tellin′ you mayne)
If you get jammed up don′t mention my name
Forgive me Lord--I know I aint livin′ right
Gotta feed the block, niggaz starvin′, they got appitites (Ayy)
And this is er′day, it never gets old (Old)
Thought I was a juvenile stuck to the G-Code (Yeah)
This aint a rap song, nigga this is my life (this is my life)
And if the hood was a battlefield then I′d earn stripes (Yeah)

[Chorus (Akon):]
If you lookin′ for me I′ll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin′ on a drop (Now)
′Cuz I′m a rida (Yeah)
I′m just a Soul Survivor

′Cuz er′body know the game don′t stop
Tryin′ to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now)
If you a rida (Yeah)
Or just a Soul Survivor

[Verse 3 (Young Jeezy):]
Gotta watch er′ move ′cuz them eyes be on you (eyes be on you)
Gotta dry real cool when them pies be on you (pies be on you)
Just because we stack paper and we ball outrageous (ball outrageous)
Them alphabet boards gotta us under survalence (Ayy)
(Lock Downs) They lock us in cages
The same nigga that′s a star when you put ′em on stages
I aint cheat--played the hand I was dealt
Tried to tax the grand pearl when I got it myself
(Let′s Get It) No nuts, no glory (no glory)
My biography, you damn right, the true story (Yeah)
Set the city on fire, and I didn′t even try (try)
Run these streets all day, I can sleep when I die (Ayy)

[Bridge (Akon):]
′Cuz if you lookin′ for me you you can find me
On the block disobeyin′ the law
Real G--therobred from the streets
Pants saggin′ with my gun in my draws
Just to keep on movin′ out
Just to keep on movin′ out
Just to keep on movin′ out
Just to keep on movin′ out

[Chorus (Akon) 2x:]
If you lookin′ for me I′ll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin′ on a drop (Now)
′Cuz I′m a rida (Yeah)
I′m just a Soul Survivor

′Cuz er′body know the game don′t stop
Tryin′ to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now)
If you a rida (Yeah)

@ Young Jeezy

Текст песни:

It′s amazing, I′m the reason
Everybody fired up this evening
I′m exhausted, barely breathing
Holding on to what I believe in
No matter what you′ll never take that from me
My reign is as far as your eyes can see

It′s amazing, (huh)
So amazing, (huh) [x3]
It′s amazing (huh)
So amazing [x3] (yeah)
It′s amazing (let′s go)

I′m a monster, I′m a killer, I know I′m wrong (yeah)
I′m a problem, that′ll never ever be solved
And no matter what you′ll never take that from me
My reign is as far as you′re eyes can see

It′s amazing, (huh)
So amazing, (huh) [x3]
It′s amazing (huh)
So amazing (yeah) [x3]
It′s amazing (let′s go)

I′m a monster, I′m a mavin
I know this world is changing
Never gave in, never gave up
I′m the only thing I′m afraid of
No matter what you′ll never take that from me
My reign is as far as you′re eyes can see

It′s amazing,
[background:] (Kanye, soooooo amazing)
So amazing, [x3]
It′s amazing
So amazing [x3]
It′s amazing
So amazing [x3]
It′s amazing
So amazing [x3]
It′s amazing

[Young Jeezy:]
I′m amazing, yeah I′m all that
If I ain′t on my grind, then what you call that
Victorious, yeah we warriors
We make history, and strive off victory
Standing in my podium
I′m tryin′a watch my sodium
Die high blood pressure
Either let the feds catch ya
I′m amazing, born on a full moon
I was bred to get it in, no spoon
That′s why I′m so goon, summertime no Junes
Big family, small house, no room
They like oh god, why he go so hard
Look what he′s been through, he deserves an applause

So amazing (uuuh) [x3]
It′s amazing
So amazing [x3]
It′s amazing (let′s go)
So amazing (amazing) [x3]
It′s amazing (let′s go)

@ Young Jeezy