I'm here now you old news.
Gotta couple porsche trucks, couple old schools.
I'll line ya ass up push ya tape backwards
Cuz ima real nigga and I don't like rappers
And that ain't this and this ain't that
And bitch I'm strapped
Run wit real niggaz that'll cut ya throat
And they don't drink Pepsi they just sell Coke
All I do is talk blo its like my brain on drugs
Ya See me out nigga I do my thang in clubs
Listen up Jeezy gotta a little riddle
Stack of 20-dollar bills two bands in the middle
[Chorus]
All the gangstas they gon ride to this
They gon grind to this
They gon shine to this
This is gangsta music, this is gangsta music, this is gangsta music,
this is gangsta music
All the hustlers they gon ride to this
They gon grind to this
They gon shine to this
This is hustler music, this is hustler music, this is hustler music,
this is hustler music
We don't talk on the phones cuz they might stick
Gotta play for the 7 call em Mike Vick
Dirty birds nigga we play wit dem falcons
Know some niggaz in the Decatur that payed for dem falcons
Talking young hungry niggaz eat ya whole plate
Jeezy place the order niggaz eat ya whole face
You got me misconstrued all fucked up
Jump out hit the switch light ya ass up
Carbon 1.5 wit the hundred round drum
Got plenty for any nigga think he want some
We don't leave 'em at the house we bring 'em out
My chain for yo life we can swap it out
[Chorus]
The hoes love my voice
Make they pussy moist
Certified g shit and I'm the gangsta's choice
Niggaz popping off I hope they bullet proof
Leave holes in ya the size of a sunroof
Mac 11 in the club and a snub nose
Swear to God I'll knock ya niggaz out ya fuckin clothes
Lay ya ass flat like a doormat
Niggaz askin for it but they aint want that
In the rap game takin niggaz clientele
White ones like the powder that I used to sell
Give a fuck about a playa hater
Hit 'em wit tha tube, flush his whole radiator
Repeat chorus
Gotta couple porsche trucks, couple old schools.
I'll line ya ass up push ya tape backwards
Cuz ima real nigga and I don't like rappers
And that ain't this and this ain't that
And bitch I'm strapped
Run wit real niggaz that'll cut ya throat
And they don't drink Pepsi they just sell Coke
All I do is talk blo its like my brain on drugs
Ya See me out nigga I do my thang in clubs
Listen up Jeezy gotta a little riddle
Stack of 20-dollar bills two bands in the middle
[Chorus]
All the gangstas they gon ride to this
They gon grind to this
They gon shine to this
This is gangsta music, this is gangsta music, this is gangsta music,
this is gangsta music
All the hustlers they gon ride to this
They gon grind to this
They gon shine to this
This is hustler music, this is hustler music, this is hustler music,
this is hustler music
We don't talk on the phones cuz they might stick
Gotta play for the 7 call em Mike Vick
Dirty birds nigga we play wit dem falcons
Know some niggaz in the Decatur that payed for dem falcons
Talking young hungry niggaz eat ya whole plate
Jeezy place the order niggaz eat ya whole face
You got me misconstrued all fucked up
Jump out hit the switch light ya ass up
Carbon 1.5 wit the hundred round drum
Got plenty for any nigga think he want some
We don't leave 'em at the house we bring 'em out
My chain for yo life we can swap it out
[Chorus]
The hoes love my voice
Make they pussy moist
Certified g shit and I'm the gangsta's choice
Niggaz popping off I hope they bullet proof
Leave holes in ya the size of a sunroof
Mac 11 in the club and a snub nose
Swear to God I'll knock ya niggaz out ya fuckin clothes
Lay ya ass flat like a doormat
Niggaz askin for it but they aint want that
In the rap game takin niggaz clientele
White ones like the powder that I used to sell
Give a fuck about a playa hater
Hit 'em wit tha tube, flush his whole radiator
Repeat chorus
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