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(feat. Bun B)<br /><br /><br />Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this nigga<br />I'm hearin these niggaz in the club, niggaz soundin like you nigga<br />Bitin your motherfuckin ad-libs, bitin your motherfuckin style nigga<br />What the fuck goin on nigga? <br />You better check these motherfuckin niggaz mayne, real fuck wit real nigga<br />and these niggaz ain't real out here on these motherfuckin streets nigga<br />Especially these fuck ass industry niggaz mayne<br />Nigga we been doin this shit since ninety-five<br /><br />[Young Jeezy]<br />Last time I checked I was the man on these streets<br />They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats<br />Got diarrhea, now I shit on niggaz (geah)<br />Even when I'm constipated I still shit on niggaz (let's get it)<br />Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom<br />Stay blowin purple shit that keep me high like the moon<br />(yeahh) I'm an affiliate, I'm no hitman<br />I'm a hater like you, fuck my wristband<br />Nigga sneak this and, that ain't how we play<br />Fuck with mind, get ya drama like the DJ (that's right)<br />Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill<br />Went from old school Chevys, to Beamer coupes<br />Got a hundred niggaz with me and errybody gon shoot (yeahh)<br />Try me nigga, that's your first mistake (ha-ha)<br />Eat your lil' ass up like a chanterelle plate<br />The whole pie like Domino's, yes indeed<br />I'm tryna stack my bacon up, I need extra cheese (hey)<br />You can try dawg, but it ain't easy (nope)<br />Mix the flake with the soul, you got Young Jeezy (damnn)<br />You still wanna talk blow man?<br />Soft white like Alaska snowman<br /><br />[Chorus: Young Jeezy]<br />Smoke purp' by the pound, O's by the fifth<br />Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeahhh)<br />We trap or die nigga (geah, oh!), we trap or die nigga<br />And these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth<br />Got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeahhh)<br />We trap or die nigga (geah, oh!), we trap or die nigga<br /><br />[Young Jeezy]<br />Post on the block, rain, sleet, snow, sunny (sunny)<br />Slow motion, don't nothin move but the money (geah)<br />Trap all day (day), with no lunch breaks (nope)<br />It's dinner time but a gangsta cookin pancakes (ha-ha!)<br />Rubberbands when we wrap them stacks (stacks)<br />Time to ship it outta town, you know Saran's the wrap (yeahhh)<br />Think ahead incase the K-9's get loose (geah)<br />In the tubes like the ties on my Mongoose (heyy)<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Bun B]<br />Yeah, back up in the hood again, where it's all good again<br />Ridin candy slab, grippin on the wood again<br />Outta line niggaz get back in place where you should've been<br />In case you don't understand, I'ma make it understood again<br />King of the underground, my gangsta will never fail<br />You 'bout to make me go postal for fuckin with my mail<br />You got the connect, but you ain't got the clientele<br />You the hoax and niggaz know it, that shit ain't hard to tell<br />Rat bitch, recognize that your cheese ain't been to sales<br />I'm finna break some bread with the feds? You dumb as hell<br />I been around the block before, sold it all from rock to blow<br />And I don't fuck around, when the feds in town I got to go<br />Respect my mind cause I'm a trill old schooler<br />Summer time get too hot, I wait for winter when its cooler<br />U.G.K. for life, free the Pimp, you know the deal<br />In P.A.T. it's Trap or Die and we ain't down for gettin killed
Letra nueva de la canción
(feat. Bun B)<br /><br /><br />Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this nigga<br />I'm hearin these niggaz in the club, niggaz soundin like you nigga<br />Bitin your motherfuckin ad-libs, bitin your motherfuckin style nigga<br />What the fuck goin on nigga? <br />You better check these motherfuckin niggaz mayne, real fuck wit real nigga<br />and these niggaz ain't real out here on these motherfuckin streets nigga<br />Especially these fuck ass industry niggaz mayne<br />Nigga we been doin this shit since ninety-five<br /><br />[Young Jeezy]<br />Last time I checked I was the man on these streets<br />They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats<br />Got diarrhea, now I shit on niggaz (geah)<br />Even when I'm constipated I still shit on niggaz (let's get it)<br />Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom<br />Stay blowin purple shit that keep me high like the moon<br />(yeahh) I'm an affiliate, I'm no hitman<br />I'm a hater like you, fuck my wristband<br />Nigga sneak this and, that ain't how we play<br />Fuck with mind, get ya drama like the DJ (that's right)<br />Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill<br />Went from old school Chevys, to Beamer coupes<br />Got a hundred niggaz with me and errybody gon shoot (yeahh)<br />Try me nigga, that's your first mistake (ha-ha)<br />Eat your lil' ass up like a chanterelle plate<br />The whole pie like Domino's, yes indeed<br />I'm tryna stack my bacon up, I need extra cheese (hey)<br />You can try dawg, but it ain't easy (nope)<br />Mix the flake with the soul, you got Young Jeezy (damnn)<br />You still wanna talk blow man?<br />Soft white like Alaska snowman<br /><br />[Chorus: Young Jeezy]<br />Smoke purp' by the pound, O's by the fifth<br />Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeahhh)<br />We trap or die nigga (geah, oh!), we trap or die nigga<br />And these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth<br />Got the Chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeahhh)<br />We trap or die nigga (geah, oh!), we trap or die nigga<br /><br />[Young Jeezy]<br />Post on the block, rain, sleet, snow, sunny (sunny)<br />Slow motion, don't nothin move but the money (geah)<br />Trap all day (day), with no lunch breaks (nope)<br />It's dinner time but a gangsta cookin pancakes (ha-ha!)<br />Rubberbands when we wrap them stacks (stacks)<br />Time to ship it outta town, you know Saran's the wrap (yeahhh)<br />Think ahead incase the K-9's get loose (geah)<br />In the tubes like the ties on my Mongoose (heyy)<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Bun B]<br />Yeah, back up in the hood again, where it's all good again<br />Ridin candy slab, grippin on the wood again<br />Outta line niggaz get back in place where you should've been<br />In case you don't understand, I'ma make it understood again<br />King of the underground, my gangsta will never fail<br />You 'bout to make me go postal for fuckin with my mail<br />You got the connect, but you ain't got the clientele<br />You the hoax and niggaz know it, that shit ain't hard to tell<br />Rat bitch, recognize that your cheese ain't been to sales<br />I'm finna break some bread with the feds? You dumb as hell<br />I been around the block before, sold it all from rock to blow<br />And I don't fuck around, when the feds in town I got to go<br />Respect my mind cause I'm a trill old schooler<br />Summer time get too hot, I wait for winter when its cooler<br />U.G.K. for life, free the Pimp, you know the deal<br />In P.A.T. it's Trap or Die and we ain't down for gettin killed
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