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[Young Jeezy]Guess who`s bizzack (Back)Still smell the blow in my clothesLike Krispy Kreme, I was cookin them O`s (Cookin them O`s)Like Horse shoes, I was tossin them O`sTime to re-up gotta recycle the flow (Cycle the flow)I`m emotional (I hug the block)Aye, I`m so emotional (I love my glock)Cash rules everything around me, so what`s realer?Bout the skrilla, call me a ghostface killa (Yep)It`s kinda hard to be drug-freeWhen Georgia Power won`t give a nigga lights freeSwitch hustle, been killin `em ever since (Since)It pays to tell the truth dawg, it only makes sense[Chorus]When they play a new Jeezy all the dope boys go crazy (Chea!)and watch the dope boys go crazy!I pop my collar then I swing my chainYou can catch me in the club, pimpin doin my thang (Aye...)When they play a new Jeezy all the dope boys go crazyand watch the dope boys go crazy!you pop ya collar then you swing ya chainfor all the gangstas in the street that be doin they thang, Aye![Jay-Z]Uh, more than a hustla I`m the definition of itMaster chef, Lord of the kitchen cupboardMore than a street legend, homey it`s hovaMore than a relief pitcher, I`m the closerThe Mariano of the Mariott, ahIf money talks, the whole world`s bout to hear me outSee I`m a hustla`s hope, I`m not his pipe dreamsSo when they speak of success, I`m what they might meanAttract money my worst color is light greenMy favorite hue is Jay-Z blueDon`t follow me youngin, follow my moves, I`m not a role modelA bad influence got the world drinkin gold bottlesWhen Puff was in that tuff spillin Mo`I was at my video, Cris` on the speedboatIn my lifetime nigga, go through your researchSame timers my nigga, that was me firstChrome shoe`d the GS, I came feet firstIn the game like a baby boo on the reach birthI got the keys if you need workI can Kingpin you a line, the diamond of time, uh!My niggaz love it when I talk like thisMy corporate people start buggin cuz I talk like thisThe corporate thugs is like, "Nah Hov" Talk that shitThe dope boys go crazy when they hear that boy Jay-Z[Chorus][Fat Joe]Whattup Jeez?Cracks...life, what`s the matta wit yo head?Cracks...life, all you niggaz gon end up deadCracks...life, everybody servin rat til he rideEverybody think they somebody, til somebody end up shotListen, I`m in that GT, Choppa on the passenger sideNo skeets skeets, choppa on the passenger sideThey said Trap or Die but said fuck itDamn near half my life I been a suspectFeds low in them Coupe DevillesSo I keep one eye open like Bushwick BillThey said my mind`s playin tricks on me (Damn right)So I let off a half a clip on em`Ain`t no witnesses tellin the story (Hell naw...)Then my bitch spent all of the bail money (And then what?)I don gave `em my pimp cup for a gangsta hatTraded my gangsta hat for some gangsta rapsOnly to find out that no gangsta`s rapHalf of these niggaz is pussy, ain`t never served crack (Crack, crack, crack, crack)It`s like a damn nightmareJust when you thought I was gone, I reappearon some chopped up, screwed shit, poppi got his swagga backHot sick, clue shit, bought a brick of half of rapIn that `cedes when it`s said and doneYeah poppi kinda crazy, squeeze the pound for fun (Nigga!)[Chorus][Young Jeezy]Won`t stop til my whole team in thug mansions (Chea)And I say I like Pac, now that`s a thug`s passion (Ha ha!)And this the realist shit I ever wroteAnd all eyes on me, like a microscopeYoung Jeezy give `em one more chanceTried to shine like you, and spent his whole advance (Aye...)Like my main man Pulla, talk real slickLook I`m ok, but my watch sickYean gotta like a nigga, just respect my mindand this how I`m eatin now, so respect my grind (Spect my grind)The way I put them words together`Minds me How I used to put them birds together(Chorus)[Young Jeezy]Buy 18 the hard way (Let`s get it!)Have a humble nigga thinkin about gun play (Chea)Now who the fuck wanna play wit guns?Alotta holes, alotta blood dawg, the shit ain`t fun (Nope)So I suggest you don`t play wit my chainsI`ll send these hollows atcha, let `em play wit ya brain (That`s right....)These streets is watchin, The name is warmThe product`s white, A star is born (Yeah...)Pimpin I`m so fly, If I take this parachute off, I might fall and die (Damn...)Wrap the work like spandex wit the latex (Chea)Then we ship it out of town, call it safe sex (Aye....)[Chorus]

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