Альбом Young Jeezy

I SAID THE DROUGHT GOT A NIGGA DRUNK
I'M STILL TRYNA SOBER UP
WISH I HAD ME SOME MONEY I BUY ME SOME BETTER LUCK
MIGHT BUY ME A BIGGA TRUCK, BUY ME SOME MO TIME
AIN'T NOBODY GOT IT NOW NEED TO FIND ME A NEW GRI GRIND
HEY GOT A 9 LEFT, JUST KNOW IMA GRIND TIL I AIN'T GOT A DIME LEFT
SPEAKING OF DIME LEFT, NOW I AIN'T GOT A NINE LEFT
HAD TO PAY UP MY BILLS NOW I AIN'T GOT A DIME LEFT

CHORUS: IT'S A RECESSION EVERYBODY BROKE
SO I JUST CAME BACK TO GIVE EVERYBODY HOPE
JUST LOOKING OUT FOR MY FOLK GIVEN THE WHOLE NINE
YEAH YOU AIN'T GOT IT NOW SO YOU KEEP THE WHOLE NINE
REPEAT

GOD BLESS AMERICA NEVER BEEN TO COLUMBIA
SO IMA NEED ONE A YA GET DA WORK TO COLUMBIA
THAT IF ME BE I GET THE WORK TO COLUMBIA
THAT'S SOUTH CAROLINA JUST PAY MY DRIVER
THEY SAY YOUNG WON'T YOU MAKE IT RAIN, BITCH IS YOU INSANE
THINK ABOUT ONCE A MONTH AND THEM NUMBERS BE INSANE IN THE MEMBRANE
GOT ME WRECKING MY DAMN BRAIN, WANT ME JUST DAMN CAINE
I'M GOING THROUGH A DAMN THANG, HEY

CHORUS

WE TIRED OF EITHER OR MONEY OR WHITE SQUARES
WAR REALLY GOING BUT TELL ME WHO REALLY CARES
MY ANNIE ON SECTION 8,THEN WHY AIN'T HER CREDIT STRAIGHT
SEE YOU PLANNED ALL OF THAT, WHICH MEANS SHE AIN'T NEVA LATE
SHE SAID IM ALWAYS ON TIME LIKE ACHANTE AND JARULE
AND JUST TELL US ANYTHING WHAT WE LOOK LIKE SOME DAMN FOOLS
HER SON GOT A SELLS CHARGE AND HE NEVA COMIN HOME
IMAGINE THE PHONE BILL CAUSE HE ALWAYS CALLING HOME
THIS SHIT IS RIDICULOUS UNEXCEPTABLE, I HOPE ITS ACCEPTABLE IF I DONT BE RESPECTABLE
JUST KNOW IM IN GRIND MODE LIKE A REAL NIGGA SUPPOSE TO STAY DOWN MAINTAIN LIKE A REAL NIGGAPOSE TO HEY

CHORUS

Yeah, I told you niggas
Welcome back, yeah niggas
Welcome back, I told y'all I was coming back niggas
Welcome back, I want it down below, homies, let's go

Welcome back
Guess who's back and he is shinin' on you niggas
Welcome back
Guess who's back and he is stuntin' on you hoes

Welcome back
Yeah, I'm back and I'm shinin' on you niggas
Welcome back
Yeah, I'm back and I'm stuntin' on these hoes

Been on my grizzy but now I'm back in the place
And if you show me the money I'll put this brick in your face
And if ya ain't got mo money I'll put this strap in your face
And believing these niggas is like a slap in the face
Welcome back

Guess what I don't give a fuck
None of these niggas real as me, I think I might line 'em up
Fuck you, man, he ain't shit, what you say? Suck a dick
'Scuse me if I'm bein' rude, let me check my attitude

'Scuse me Mr. Attitude, why you got an attitude?
Can't stand the rapper niggers thinking that it's trap a nigga
These never ever, never ever, never had a pack niggas
I'm tellin' you what they do to you

What's happening? Wut up dude?
I've been done, you too slow
I'm too fast, movin' like slim fast
Keep my Ronald Williams cash in a black Chevy bag

Welcome back
Guess who's back and he is shinin' on you niggas
Welcome back
Guess who's back and he is stuntin' on you hoes

Welcome back
Yeah, I'm back and I'm shinin' on you niggas
Welcome back
Yeah, I'm back and I'm stuntin' on these hoes

Been on my grizzy but now I'm back in the place
And if you show me the money I'll put this brick in your face
And if ya ain't got mo money I'll put this strap in your face
And believing these niggas is like a slap in the face
Welcome back

So kind, so kind, thank you very much
What the fuck is goin' on? Actin' like I lost touch
I ain't never lost touch, dam' sure ain't lost much
Mater of fact I still got it, yeah you know I'm still ballin'

Catch me in my black T but I'm a business man
Catch me at the kitchen table weighing out my business plan
Young what your dentist plan, none your fuckin' business man
What's wrong with your pussy niggas, needin' my opinions, man

Okay, here we go again
Street status necessary, start talking blow again
Got that bureau if the niggas sellin' blow again
Streets think it's necessary that a nigga blow a man

Welcome back
Guess who's back and he is shinin' on you niggas
Welcome back
Guess who's back and he is stuntin' on you hoes

Welcome back
Yeah, I'm back and I'm shinin' on you niggas
Welcome back
Yeah, I'm back and I'm stuntin' on these hoes

Been on my grizzy but now I'm back in the place
And if you show me the money I'll put this brick in your face
And if ya ain't got mo money I'll put this strap in your face
And believing these niggas is like a slap in the face
Welcome back

In my yayo in my kitchen, sky storch every where
White fat black top, Kung Foo Panda bear
Call me sense, I got the taiquondo
My Angelina shit, I want that Brad Pitt dough

I said it's so funny, same time snow money
Ain't nuthin' funny, bitch, I'm on my money shit
A movie star bitch, we can make our own flick
I just came to beat it down, you play with your own shit

Yeah, okay, I'm 'bout to wild out
Call it a V neck, why? Took a nine out now
750 luck, 750 head
Bitch, I don't even know what 750 is

Welcome back
Guess who's back and he is shinin' on you niggas
Welcome back
Guess who's back and he is stuntin' on you hoes

Welcome back
Yeah, I'm back and I'm shinin' on you niggas
Welcome back
Yeah, I'm back and I'm stuntin' on these hoes

Been on my grizzy but now I'm back in the place
And if you show me the money I'll put this brick in your face
And if ya ain't got mo money I'll put this strap in your face
And believing these niggas is like a slap in the face
Welcome back

Yeah, I told you niggas, right

[Intro]
Yeah
Just call me young
My money grown doe, by the way
Ha ha, let's go
Ha ha ha, Young, you already know what time it is
Let's go

[Chorus]
Said I'm young by the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin' I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way, the proof by the way
Mr. Front up on me know I'm gonna shoot by the way
I said it's on by the way, I'm in the zone by the way
You can call me Mr. Get 'Em gone by the way
I did it by the way, I was with it by the way
I talk it like I did it cause I lived it by the way

[Verse 1]
What ya say Young
The boy might go nut's, puttin' holes in niggas just like donuts
My cream be crispy, these niggas can't get me
They must be the wrong size cause these niggas can't fit me
Never let 'em play me, never let 'em bullshit me
If they ever bullshit me, send the coroners to get me
And when the coroner come get's me, I'm a take you pussies with me
I ain't trustin' 12 shoots, you know I keep them choppers with me
And I don't trust you dum-ah-cluts, you know I keep them shotta's with me
Can't let the goons get bored, got to keep them niggas busy
And I ain't trustin' no body, so I took my money with me
Cause last time they got me get me get me

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Stay on it by the way, I want it by the way
Take it to ya mama's mama house where everybody stay
Where everybody sleep, leave everybody sleep
Have a baby by who, that's everybody's freak
Baby like a drycleaners, done seen everybodys sheets
Take 'em straight to the hood, let everybody eat
I went down they went down, now everybody cheap
Or should I say cheaper maybe even lower
Ya'll niggas gettin' missed if ya'll talk any slower
Then ya flow a be screwed, now that a be rude
I demand my respect, plus I gotta sack
Had the Westside crackin' ask about in the map

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I turned a brick into a clothing, line a boost commercial
And they still talkin' young, so who's commercial
Young like Noah I move them birds by the two
Daddy need to smoke, the coupe need a pair of shoes
I keep my A.I. on still won't cross over
I gotta half a box left I think I need more soda
Hustlin'' since I was ten still ain't met Sosa
I just got this thing in it's too big for a holster
They say I'm bipolar so indecisive
So muthafuckin' what I know some bitches who like it
The real niggas recite it, the real bitches they love it
It's just the way that I thug it it's what they want I'm like fuck it

(What they want?)
They want that killing shit
That dumb shit that where you from shit
That ride around you hood all day with your gun shit
All I got to my name is two bricks and one felony
Your going back to jail that's what my conscious keep on telling me
I really ain't buying all this bullshit they selling me
When the government throwing more curves than the letter C
I said the letter C I guess that's for correctional
They try to box me in, sit me still like a vegetable

[Chorus:]
God damn another trap I think bush trying to punish us
Send a little message out to each and every one of us
Real g shit well that's really unheard of
When you get more time for selling dope than murder
In this crazy world
This world keeps spinning my rims still spinning
Even though the money slow we still spend it
In this crazy world
Let this world keep turning yeah my blunt still burning
Same thing different day still burning
In this crazy world and this dopes still selling
And these nigga's still telling
Will you make it through the day? It's no telllin
In this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
In this crazy world

When I was fourteen I turned nothing to a quarter meal
Probably why I never give a f**k about a record deal
And I ain't never tried this shit imagine how that white feel
But that don't even matter though trying to pay the light bill,
Light bill, phone bill plus my granny nerve pill
Feel like I should be takin em' imagine how my nerves feel
I want a new bently my aunty need a kidney
And if I let her pass her children never will forgive me

[Chorus:]
God damn another trap I think bush trying to punish us
Send a little message out to each and every one of us
Real g shit well that's really unheard of
When you get more time for selling dope than murder
In this crazy world
This world keeps spinning my rims still spinning
Even though the money slow we still spend it
In this crazy world
Let this world keep turning yeah my blunt still burning
Same thing different day still burning
In this crazy world and this dopes still selling
And these nigga's still telling
Will you make it through the day? It's no telllin
In this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
In this crazy world

I ain't a x box so why you niggas trying to play with me
I really be the streets so what you niggas got to say to me
Can't be much can't be much (why?) cause I ain't listening
I just left the hood and I'll be damned if they ain't filling them
Want to see me fall off guess that just the way it be
Old school timber beam them usually that the way it be
And plus I got a driver that get them things from a to b
Soon as you get your money right they hit you with conspiracy

[Chorus:]
God damn another trap I think bush trying to punish us
Send a little message out to each and every one of us
Real g shit well that's really unheard of
When you get more time for selling dope than murder
In this crazy world
This world keeps spinning my rims still spinning
Even though the money slow we still spend it
In this crazy world
Let this world keep turning yeah my blunt still burning
Same thing different day still burning
In this crazy world and this dopes still selling
And these nigga's still telling
Will you make it through the day? It's no telllin
In this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
In this crazy world

[Spoken:]
I told ya'll nigga's I was gonna come back hard man
You ain't heard this Sh*t since thug motivation okay
Hey hey hey

[Verse 1:]
Hoes ain't sh*t
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 tecnical foul
Don't know what the fu*k 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
YOUNG

[Verse 2:]
Said he just touched down
And he needa touch down
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 supabowl 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' quaterback
4 way 2way bte I bring a quater back
Weigh it up bag it up pass it to my runnin' 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' sh*t 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 frachise 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 anothe strike if I can make it through this
Sh*t 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]

[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

I get so far from the bottom could'nteven see the top just as soon as a fill the trap I'm rippin up every block I'm a good god fearin man with a criminal mind state ain't nobody gave a shit and that's why we grind weight my grandma off in the church while I'm in the refrigerater in search of the baking soda right next to the mashed potatoes she prayin for better days I'm prayin they take this water realest and stun and ship put that day on my mothers daughter...

(Chorus:)
My ambitions as a hustla (I won't deny it I'm a straight hustla. I won't deny it) (x4)

It's Mr.Trap or die yeah you'll remember me first album was a classic them critics werent feelin me now as far as award shows we all know how that goes so what's all the doubt about because he ain't sellin out because he ain't givin up because he don't give a fuck because he ain't changin up I guess he ain't lean enough and just know I'm savin up let you play with my sanity gives a fuck what you think of me unless you feedin my family mother fuck all my enemies one time for my mini me's listen to these niggas I bet you hear plenty me I'm who they pretend to be the one they pretend to do see me I'm a hustla I do what my hustlaz do...

(Chorus:)
My ambitions as a hustla (I won't deny it I'm a straight hustla. I won't deny it) (x4)

Might not just be the best just know I plan to be I refuse to let suckers win but that's just the man in me look it could be the G in me these niggas ain't seein me unless they seein me in traffic... I say I grind like there's 10 of me I swear to god there's just one of me look I know I ain't there yet just know that I'm gonna be I could'ntwait to see the day I could change where my momma stay... I put the bullshit BEHIND ME... THERES TOO MUCH MONEY IN FRONT OF ME...

(Chorus:)
My ambitions as a hustla (I won't deny it I'm a straight hustla. I won't deny it) (x4)

Verse 1
dats why he keep sayin yeaaa ion even know
i got court tmrw ion even go
ion need to show i got shit to do
only god can judge me who the fuck is you
they say who dat nigga we dat
today is tre day so i guess i'll try to 3 dat
neva eva eva serve a nigga where u sleep at
police b atcha door nd nigga u aint tryna c dat
u c my suicide watch stay on suicide watch
kill ya self yea them suicide rocks
had the nerve to write me a dear young letter
killin em young should've known better
i paid too much u niggas play too much
let the swag do the talkin ion say too much
u niggas sayin too much
nigga 17 5 u niggas payin too much

Chorus
they say who dat nigga we dat
shawty red on the track
they say who dat nigga we dat
reportin live from the trap

they say who dat nigga we dat
shawty red on the track
they say who dat nigga we dat
young live from the trap

Verse 2
ion chase no brads i chase money nd vodka
nxt time i re-up ima buy me a chopper
nd i aint talkin the ak im talkin shit wit propellers
fly to the club make my old bitch jealous
thug motivation this is straight celebration
i c jizzle in his chopper outside central station
this aint a mixtape but the tapes mixed
black tape grey tape bought em 1 brick
get it on the flo ge-get it on the flo
last night swear to god half a mill on the flo
fell asleep on the money like a pillow on the flo
woke up got money had to get it off the flo

Chorus

Verse 3
wat u know about 20 grand stuffed in a white sock
pull off in a white drop like i play 4 the white sox
play wit them white blocks play wit them white squares
u call it wat u want who the fuck cares
ion neva sleep why too paranoid
state of paranoia all i do's call my lawyer
tell him i know a nigga that might have a lil trouble
ok u know its me if u beat it i'll pay u double
yall niggas know its me if i want to i'll make it double
jus know its water whipped so u might have a lil trouble
might move a lil slower might get a few complaints
say he ran outta gas he might need a half a tank
thank god its friday fresh off the highway
say he 2 minutes out he bouta pull in the driveway
in the driveway take the work out
cut the duck tape check the work out
YOUNG!

And you know, chea, and you know
Chea, get the money, get the money
And you know, and you know, and you know
Young, yeah, I see you, nigga, let's go

I hear y'all talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you

I hear y'all talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you

Feelin' is in this shit, that's right I'm in this bitch
Y'all niggas acting like Young ain't never did this shit
Nigga, five hundred grams, rock solid, no shake
Call them thangs Chappelles, he wants his other half baked

You know I like to scramble mine, Waffle House style
Or leave 'em sunny side up and let 'em chill for a while
Not only have I done it, I did it, I lived it
Delivered it myself, yeah, I'm making house visits

I'm praying while I'm driving, it's making me religious
In the headlights behind me, it's making me suspicious
And maybe I'm trippin' and maybe I'm not
Maybe it's nothing, just hope it ain't the cops, okay

I hear y'all talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you

I hear y'all talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you

I go there, get that and go back with that
And then I flip that, then send that right back
If it got two bags, it must be five stacks
So you owe five stacks, bring that right back

If it take too long, must be rerock
Two in the shoe box, nah, these ain't Reeboks
I don't live there, I just cook there
Ain't nothing in there but fish and cookware

Can't drop our shit, work that fork though
Lock up like woah, Young like fo' sho'
This shit right here, call that, come back
Drop this nine off and I'll be right back

I hear y'all talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you

I hear y'all talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you

I don't know why these niggas tell lies
Y'all know damn well he ain't flippin' no pies
All this bird talk make me want some Popeyes
Y'all getting no play off in my rides

Fake ass niggas, how dare you compare Young?
Black Crown Vic, yeah that used to scare Young
My six-two's come back like Frisbees
All these smoke fumes got me dizzy

They talk bricks see, I'm just listening
Say I'm just listening
Hook might be tight but that don't sound right
I sold Snow White and he sold no white

I hear y'all talk that work shit, that's cool
But that don't mean shit, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you

I hear y'all talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you

Chea, and you know
I ain't bouncing for none of you, niggas, nigga
And you know
I ain't cosigning none of you fake ass, niggas
Realest nigga in the BS nigga, Jezzy

And you know, and you know
Yeah, America is me
And you know
Yeah, they know me though, let's go

I hear y'all talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you
I don't know you, I don't know you

See I'm a' 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 them right 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 drop be everything slow
You know how the drop be anything goes
Remember back then 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 your drivin' that a no no
I'm gonna tell you this but keep it on the low low
If it's number 2 then we might be the popo

Things are gettin' higher
Makes it hard on the buyers
Sun is all around
Sun rise
Sun rise

Pushup till we grind

Rent bein' paid late

You niggas want word play but I'm 'bout bird play
First of the month, yeah we call that bird day
Just look at 'em fly, just look at 'em fly

You niggas want word play but I'm 'bout bird play
Third the month, yeah we call that bird day
Just look at 'em fly, just look at 'em fly

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 I'ma represent
Three bands for a nine piece chicken dinner

Young bounce right back like a rubber band
Bought a whip, look y'all, no hands
Topless, stop this, where's your roof?
All this nonsense, 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

You niggas want word play but I'm 'bout bird play
First of the month, yeah we call that bird day
Just look at 'em fly, just look at 'em fly

You niggas want word play but I'm 'bout bird play
Third the month, yeah we call that bird day
Just look at 'em fly, just look at 'em fly

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 apologize
That I memorize, that I fantasized
That I visualized, that I strategize
One false move will get your ass penalized

You can't be serious, what if Pac was hearing this?
You bull shitting 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?

You niggas want word play but I'm 'bout bird play
First of the month, yeah we call that bird day
Just look at 'em fly, just look at 'em fly

You niggas want word play but I'm 'bout bird play
Third the month, yeah we call that bird day
Just look at 'em fly, just look at 'em fly

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

How fly? How fly?
How fly? How fly? How fly?

You niggas want word play but I'm 'bout bird play
First of the month, yeah we call that bird day
Just look at 'em fly, just look at 'em fly

You niggas want word play but I'm 'bout bird play
Third the month, yeah we call that bird day
Just look at 'em fly, just look at 'em fly

You so fly, you so fly
You so fly, you so fly
You so fly

You so fly, you so fly
You so fly, you so fly
You so fly

I go to...
Like that don't cha
Yeah yeah yeah (hahaha)
Yeah n****
Turn me up a lil bit

Said I'm stressed out... so tired
My days... so long
Said I'm stressed out... so tired
Gotta... move on

[Chorus:]
I needa vacation

I'm goin' to Decatur
Where it's greater
See if I could stack me up some paper
I needa vacation...
I'm going to da bluff
Where it's rough
See if I could cook me up enough
I needa vacation...
I'm goin to College Park
Where it's dark
See if I could cook me up somethin hard
I needa vacation...
I'm going to the fo'
Where it go
An er'body know I make it snow
I needa vacation...

See me standin here
Like a chandelier
Gangsta of da year
Sippin' belvidere
I'm smokin' inglewood
I'm feelin' hella good
A n**** wish he could
I wish a n**** would
I'm smokin' on dat good
I'm grippin' on da grain
Louie 13
Mixed with hurricane
Like a crippled mane
You could catch me with dat cane
Gonna be a bloody murda
If I catch you with my chain
See these hatin' ass n*****
Gettin' on my nerves
I'm so up on da job
I'm at a loss fa words
I put it on da hood
Gettin' money til I'm dead
Only thang I'm fearin' is da muh'fuckin' feds

[Chorus]

Yeah I'm outta hur
Send ya a post card
N if ya outta dat
Send ya some mo' hard
I need some piecea mind
Some relaxation
I'm mindin' my biness
So why ya n***** hatin'
I keep it too real
So why ya n***** fakin'
Ya try it if ya want
Cause my n***** waitin'
Won't let cha stress me out
Won't let cha worry me
Jus cause I'm doin' good
Won't let cha murda me
It's drivin' me insane
It's makin' me crazy
Ya know ya owe a n****
So fuck you pay me
I put it on da hood
Gettin' money til I'm dead
Only thang I'm fearin' is da muh'fuckin' feds

[Chorus]

I needa vacation
I'm goin to Pittsburgh
Where it's greater
See if I could stack me up some paper
I needa vacation...
I'm goin' to Summerhill
Where it's rough
See if I could cook me up enough
I needa vacation...
I'm going to da H-wood
Where it's dark
See if I could cook me up some hard
I needa vacation...
Jones Berg south
Where it go
Er'body know I make it snow
I needa vacation...

Said I'm stressed out... so tired
My days... so long
Said I'm stressed out... so tired
Gotta... move On

I needa vacation...

[Chorus]

Sup? you got a man
What the fuck is that?
You don't know who I am?
Oh yeah, well, he ain't got shit on me

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything
Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything
Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything

I'm going out the same way I came in, hard than a motherfucker
Real street nigga, I ain't nothing like these other suckers
How much the club cost? I might buy this motherfucker
Have the feds park right outside this motherfucker

You know the name, bitch, hotter than fish grease
Got a hundred, moved a hundred that was this week
She want me to get the room man, this bitch cheap
But she roll the weed good and she a big freak

We on 75 her hands down my 87's
Dolce Gabbana belt, you know the Mack-11
First name Gots, last name Ends
Fix your mouth, fix your face, you might get a Benz

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything
Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything
Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything

Put that on momma, my daddy and everything I love
For everything I rap, my gangstas in the trap
You can't see me with a magnifying glass
200 on the dash, try some games, I'll bust ya ass

Nigga whole click, iPhones, nigga, get your shine on
Used to whip it up and zip it up, now it's the microphone
No man alive to stop my shine, I'm a hustla mayne
I want it bad 'cause Bad Azz came from nothing man

Shining on 'em, grinding on 'em 'bout what I'm talking 'bout
If I show your bitch my house, she gon' take my dick and floss
Show after show I'm getting dough, 100 G's at a time
I'm MJ round my way and Louisiana is mine, nigga

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything
Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything
Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything
Put that on everything, put that on everything

Told you before, I'm a man 'bout his business
Draw the line, right where the family is
Never cross it, be the boss of it
Love ya down, until I've exhausted it

Other dudes, they pursue but they're clowns to you
I kneel down on the real and I pray with you
And never want too much, I make due for us
Believe me, I stand on my word
I put that on everything, believe me when I say

Put that on everything, everything
Put that on everything, everything
Put that on everything, everything
Put that on everything, everything
Put that on

Put it all on the line for your baby
Put it all on the line for your [Incomprehensible]
Put it all on the line for your baby
Put it all on the line for your [Incomprehensible]

Put it all on the line for your baby
Put it all on the line for your [Incomprehensible]
Put it all on the line, put it all on the line
Put it all on the line

Put that on everything, everything
Put that on

Clear
Yeah
Ahaha
Yeah its official
Yeah, yeah yeah
Hey Ziggy I told them niggas
They wouldnt believe me tho
I do this shit tho

Its 3:45 She pulled up to my house
Grabbed my strap, Got the door
With a blunt in my mouth
Say I'm bout to put the smack down
You know ill put the smack down
And put the smack down
She Park in the background
Look at me I'm standing tall
She knows how to keep it up
We just left the club
So you know we both drunk as fuck
30 min in second wind
Call it cardio
I go up and down round and round Super Mario!
Oh wee ohh wee she busting like a uzzy
I'm riding that Suzuki
She wetting such a jacuzzi
Call it in, Code 10
Get ready for the water flow
Number 16 tear it up

What can I say?
Ain't no easy way to say this
And I don't know if you can handle it
But I'm thinking about taking it
Cuz that's the only way you ain't get it
You lay around with them Boyz up town
And I've been thinking about it all day long
And that two think I cant handle it
But I'm think I might end up taking it

I'm thinking about it, then by receiving
She can get it right back up, just give her a reason
Any given season winter, spring, summer, fall
I came to see the show baby gon' and make the water fall
She know I'm the one to call when she want that good shit
She know I'm the one to call when she wants the hood shit
Baby looking all good about to meet her all hood
Jump her in the call yah you know the handle all wood
I stepped up in the spot, yah smelling like a pound
Yah you know I'm taking name, yee ain't got to take 'em down
Yee ain't got to take 'em off for meh, over a President
About to be an accident Just call for [incomprehensible]

What can I say?
Ain't no easy way to say this
And I don't know if you can handle it
But I'm thinking about taking it
Cuz that's the only way you ain't get it
You lay around with them Boyz up town
And I've been thinking about it all day long
And that two think I cant handle it
But I'm think I might end up taking it

I don't know if you can handle this, know if you can handle meh
First I'm gonna start right here where your man should be
I don't know if you can handle this, know if you can handle Young
If yee ain't never had a real negga, better get you one
Come thru on some thug shit
Gotta respect shit
Yahh I come thru on some thug shit
Gotta accept it
She know that I'm never shy most time we prob'ly high
Kid licked the kitty cat yah gon' need an alibi

What can I say?
Ain't no easy way to say this
And I don't know if you can handle it
But I'm thinking about taking it
Cuz that's the only way you ain't get it
You lay around with them Boyz up town
And I've been thinking about it all day long
And that two think I cant handle it
But I'm think I might end up taking it

There there, there there there, taking it
There there, there there there, ahh

And how you doing Jeezy?
And how you doing Jeezy?
And how you doing Jeezy?

[Spoken:]
This is the greatest show on earth
What's understood ain't gotta be said SIMPLE

[Sung:]
Don't Let em Down

[Spoken:]
I see you Zipo... I got ya homie

[Verse 1:]
No mo jose no mo rosie
They locked my dog up and that ain't ro-zay
All he wanted was the fame make it last forever
You get some ones I get some ones we make it rain together
I'm talkin Quabo dreams cristal fetishes
Smokein' everyday just to keep ya sanity
Just me and nigga like what up doe
Still partyin' the club closed an hour ago
I guess the back to back Lambo's a thing of the past
We used to talk on a chirp now we talking through a glass
Just like the glass I know he sees right through me
Transparent I can't hide my window pain
I'm thinkin' what to say to make him have a betta day
I'm walkin' down this lil hallway like what the fu*k I'm gonna say
As I'm walkin' down the halls I feel the stress in the walls
I need to lighten up man this sh*t is too tense
Feels like I need? my heart aches so bad
When he sees my face he's gonna be so glad
Then I look into his eyes swear to god I seen his soul
Tell me what can make a hot boy stare so cold
As I looked a lil deeper I saw a lil hope then he cracked a smile
He still got his pride
Keep doin' what you doin' hold us real nigga's down
No matta what you do don't let us real nigga's down

[Chorus:]
Jeezy don't do it
Don't you let em down young jeezy
Don't you let em down young jeezy
No no no no no
Noooooo
Jeezy don't do it

[Verse 2:]
I done been through so much real life done lose touch
And yet so much yell of my sence of smell and I don't mean that literally
But I mean this literally these nigga's actors me I'm a factory
Known for movin' big money sh*t at least a tractor
No breaks no tires I'm a ride for these streets YEAH till the wheels
Fall off
It's gonna take more then hate to get my focus off can't knock the
Hustle still stackin' dead presidents They say he on his way out well that's a
Reasonable doubt ain't no nigga's like the ones I got friend or foe politics as usual
I'm feelin' it still livin' with regrets with all these imaginary playa's you must love me
I told ya'll in do time the city is mine

[Chorus:]
Jeezy don't do it
Don't you let em down young jeezy
Don't you let em down young jeezy
No no no no no
Noooooo
Jeezy don't do it
Please please please please
Don't you let em do it no
Don't you let em do it no
No no no no no
Jeezy don't do
Neva eva neva eva neva eva
Jeezy don't do it
Nah
Nah

(feat. Kanye West)

[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 onwwwon

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.)

'Cause I get allot of that, I get allot of that
Put your hands in the air if you get allot of that
If you get allot of that, I get allot of that
Put your hands in the air if you get allot of that

Let's talk about hate 'cause I get allot of that
Then we can talk about money 'cause I get allot of that
I get allot of that, I get allot of that
I get allot of that 'cause I get allot of that

Let's talk about hate 'cause I get allot of that
Then we can talk about money 'cause I get allot of that
I get allot of that, I get allot of that
I get allot of that 'cause I get allot of that

This can't be it man, this shit is stressful
Is that what it is? I'm just successful
Maybe I'm too good to hood, low down no good
I just keep shit real like you should

Twist my fingers, throw up my hood
Let's get this money, I know I would
I know that's right but still we do wrong
J-bo got thirty but still we moved on

Get them clamps out, get my groove on
I stay iced out, get my cool on
Best be cool homes, get my goin' on on
I'll bust them to homes, get my lose on

Let's talk about hate 'cause I get allot of that
Then we can talk about money 'cause I get allot of that
I get allot of that, I get allot of that
I get allot of that 'cause I get allot of that

Let's talk about hate 'cause I get allot of that
Then we can talk about money 'cause I get allot of that
I get allot of that, I get allot of that
I get allot of that 'cause I get allot of that

They say young fell off, yeah the boy done lost it
Been porting all my life, baby, I'm just exhausted
I take a Gatorade break to get everything straight
Now I'm sittin' here like how much Gatorade make

How much money would it take to make some more money?
Damn right, a nigga straight come get some more from me
I sold millions, made them millions
But still you doubt me, what's this without me?

Can't be that bad, still got my trap swag
And every time I do a show I leave with a trap bag
Money in trash bags, I call that garbage
Twenty thousand a trash bag, it looks like garbage

Let's talk about hate 'cause I get allot of that
Then we can talk about money 'cause I get allot of that
I get allot of that, I get allot of that
I get allot of that 'cause I get allot of that

Let's talk about hate 'cause I get allot of that
Then we can talk about money 'cause I get allot of that
I get allot of that, I get allot of that
I get allot of that 'cause I get allot of that

I get allot of that, allot of this, I need allot of it
Sit on my bedroom floor counting all of it
That money be ludicrous, it just might shock you
If you can't find chaka then my right hands keep it

Look, I am simply one of the best
Can't even lie, I can't vouch for the depressed
Just like zip lock, they get killed in the plastic
Best add five grams so you can weigh it in plastic

I am so dirty, they wrap me in plastic
When they wrap me in plastic need to put me in traffic
They say that I'm difficult, even different
Show me the difference, I'll bring you the difference

Let's talk about hate 'cause I get allot of that
Then we can talk about money 'cause I get allot of that
I get allot of that, I get allot of that
I get allot of that 'cause I get allot of that

Let's talk about hate 'cause I get allot of that
Then we can talk about money 'cause I get allot of that
I get allot of that, I get allot of that
I get allot of that 'cause I get allot of that

I get allot of that, I get allot of that
And I seen allot of that and I got allot of that

[Hook:]
My President Is Black, My Lambo's Blue
And I Be God Damn If My Rims Ain't Too
My Momma Ain't At Home & Daddy Still In Jail
Tryna Make A Plate Anybody Seen The Scale

My President Is Black, My Lambo's Blue
And I Be God Damn If My Rims Ain't Too
My Money's Light green And My jordans Light Grey
And They Love To See White Now How Much You Tryna Pay
Let's Go!

[Verse 1:]
Today Was A Good Day Hope I Have Me A Great Nite
I Dunno Wat U Fishin For Hope U Catch You A Great White
Need I Say Great White Heavy As Killer Wales
I Cannot Believe This Who Knew It Came In Bails
Who Knew It Came With Jail Who Knew It Came With Prison
Jus Cause You Got An Opinion Does That Make You A Politician
Bush Robbed All Of Us Would That Make Him A Criminal
And Den He Cheated In Florida Would Dat Make Him a Seminal
I Say And I Quote We Need A Miracle
And I Say A Miracle Cause This Shit Is Histerical
By My Nephews And Nieces I Will Email Jesus
Tell Him Forward To Moses And CC: Allah
Mr Soul Survivor Does That Make Me A Konvict
Be All U Can Be Now Don't Dat Sound Like Some Dumb Shit
When You Dogged Of Crew Orders Black As My Nigga Boo
It's Really A Desert Storm That's Word To My Nigga Clue
Catch Me In Las Vegas, A.R. Arizona
Rep For Them Real Niggaz I'm Winnin In California
Winnin In Tennessee Hands Down Atlanta
Landslide Alabama On My Way To Sevana

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Woke Up This Morning Headache THIS BIG!
Pay All These Damn Bills Feed All These Damn Kids
Buy All These School Shoes Buy All These School Clothes
For Some Strange Reason My Son Addicted To Polos
Love Me Some Spinach Dip I'm Addicted To Use This
And If The Numbers Is Right I Take A Trip Out To Houston
A Earthquake Out In China A Hurricane In New Orleans
Street Dreams Tour I Showed My Ass In New Orleans
Did It For Soulja Slim Brought Out B.G.
It's All Love Bun B I'm Forgvin You Pimp C
You Know How The Pimp Be
That Nigga Go'n Speak His Mind
If He Could Speak Down From Heaven
He Tell Me Stay On My Grind
Tell Him I'm Doin Fine Obama For Mankind
We Ready For Damn Change So Ya'll Let The Man Shine
Stuntin On Martin Luther Cause I'm Feelin Just Like A King
Guess Dis Is Wat He Meant Wen He Said Dat He Had A Dream

[Hook]

[Nas:]
History, Black History
No President Ever Did Shit For Me
Had To Hit The Streets Try To Flip Some Keys
So A Nigga Won't Go Broke
Then They Put Us In Jail Now A Nigga Can't Go Vote
So I Spend Dough All These Hoes Is Trippin
She Ain't A Politician Honeys A Polotician
My President Is Black Rolls Golden Charms
22 Inch Rims Like Hulk Hogans Arms
When Thousands Of People Is Riled Up To See You
That Can Arouse Ya Ego You Got Mouths To Feed So
Gotta Stay Tru To Who You Are And Where You Came From
Cause At The Top Will Be The Same Place You Hang From
No Matter How Big You Can Ever Be
For Whatever Fee Or Publicity Never Lose Your Integrity
For Years There's Been Surprise Horses In This Stable
Just Two Albums In I'm The Realest Nigga On This Label
Mr Black President Yeah Obama Fa Reel
They Gotta Put Ya Face On The $5000 Dollar Bill

[Hook]

[Outro:]
So I'm Sittin Here Right Now Man
It's June 3rd Haha 2:08 Am
Nigga I Won't Say Win, Lose Or Draw
Man We Congratulate You Already Homie
See I Motivate The Thugs Right
You Motivate Us Homie
That's What It Is, This A Hands On Policy
Ya'll Touchin Me Right
Yeah 1st Black President
Win, Lose Or Draw Nigga Haha
Matta Fact You Know What It Is Man
Shouts Out Jackie Robinson
Booker T Washington Homie
Oh Y'all Ain't Think I Knew That Shit!
My President Is Black
I'm Important Too Though!