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Young Jeezy lyrics - The Recession

Amazin' lyrics

Yeah
Can you please motha fuckin rise
For the national motha fuckin trapstar anthem
Let's go

[Chorus:]
Cause bitch I'm amazin
Look what I'm blazin
Eyes so low
Yea I look like an asian
Forever Thuggin
Forever Thuggin
Haters run they mouth
They ain't talkin bout nothin
Cause Bitch I'm amazin
Look what I'm blazin
Eyes so low
Yea I look like an asian
Forever Thuggin
Forever Thuggin
Haters run they mouth
They ain't talkin bout nothin
Cause Bitch I'm amazin

Closed door armor
Lookin like it's miller times
Sixty Seven diamond chain
Who he think he busta rhymes
Bitch I bust alot of rhymes
Could of done alot of time
And I ain't never snorted shit
Put it all up on the line
Got alot up on my mind
Got alot up on my plate
Gotta 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 favorite
If you can take alot of dick
I can talk alot 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:]
Cause bitch I'm amazin
Look what I'm blazin
Eyes so low
Yea I look like an asian
Forever Thuggin
Forever Thuggin
Haters run they mouth
They ain't talkin bout nothin
Cause Bitch I'm amazin
Look what I'm blazin
Eyes so low
Yea I look like an asian
Forever Thuggin
Forever Thuggin
Haters run they mouth
They ain't talkin bout nothin
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 avalance
And I ain't talkin chevy trucks
Call me georgia lottery
Cause I'll be talkin mega bucks

[Chorus:]
Cause bitch I'm amazin
Look what I'm blazin
Eyes so low
Yea I look like an asian
Forever Thuggin
Forever Thuggin
Haters run they mouth
They ain't talkin bout nothin
Cause Bitch I'm amazin
Look what I'm blazin
Eyes so low
Yea I look like an asian
Forever Thuggin
Forever Thuggin
Haters run they mouth
They ain't talkin bout nothin
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 tommarow
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:]
Cause bitch I'm amazin
Look what I'm blazin
Eyes so low
Yea I look like an asian
Forever Thuggin
Forever Thuggin
Haters run they mouth
They ain't talkin bout nothin
Cause Bitch I'm amazin
Look what I'm blazin
Eyes so low
Yea I look like an asian
Forever Thuggin
Forever Thuggin
Haters run they mouth
They ain't talkin bout nothin
Cause Bitch I'm amazin




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By The Way lyrics

[Spoken:]
YEAH
Just call Me young
My money grown doe
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 Sh*t for fun by the way
The truth by the way
The proof by the way
Mr. run 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 told 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 nigga's just like donuts
My cream be crispy these nigga's can't get me they must be
The wrong size cause these nigga's can't fit me
Neva let em play me neva let em bullsh*t me
If they eva bullsh*t me send the coroners to get me
And when the coroner come get's me I'm a take you pu**ies with me
I ain't trustin' 12 shoots you know I keep them choppers with me
And I don't trust you dum dah cluds you know I keep them Shotta's with me
Can't let the goons get bored gotta keep them nigga's 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 stright 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 nigga's 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 clotheing line a boost commerical
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 box left I think I need more soda
Hustlein' since I was ten still ain't met SoSa
I just got this thing in it's too big for a holsta
They say I'm bipola so indicisive
So mutha fu*kin' what I know some bit*ches who like it
The real nigga's recite it The real bit*hes they love it
It's just the way that I thug it it's what they want I'm like fu*k it

[Chorus]




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Crazy World lyrics

(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




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Don't Do It lyrics

[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




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Don't You Know lyrics

[Intro: Jeezy singing/talking]
And you know... (Chea)
And you know...

(Chea, get the money, get the money)

And you know... (Get the money, nothin' but the money)
And you know... (Bout the money, bout the money)
And you know... (Bout the money, bout the money)

(Young! Yeah, I see you nigga! Let's go!)

[Chorus:]
I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (Hell nah!)
I don't know you. (I don't know you niggas!)

(Let's go!) (Yeaaah!)

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool. (The recession nigga!)
That don't mean shit, I don't know you. (I don't know!) (I'm right back in ya ass homeboy!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!) (Trying to take me out nigga!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you. (Ay ay ay!)

[Verse 1:]
Feelin' is in this shit
That's right I'm in this bitch
Ya'll niggas acting like Young ain't never did this shit
Nigga, 500 grams, rock solid, no shake (shake)
Call them thangs Chappelles, he wants his other half baked (Wooh!)
You know I like to scramble mine, Waffle House style
Or leave 'em sunny side up and let 'em chill for a while (Damn!)
Not only have I done it, I did it, I lived it
Delivered it myself, yeah I'm making house visits (Young!)
I'm praying while I'm driving, it's making me religious
In the head lights behind me, it's making me suspicious
And maybe I'm trippin', and maybe I'm not (not)
Maybe it's nothing (nothing), just hope it ain't the cops (Okay!)

[Chorus:]
I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!) (I told these niggas, homie!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you. (Yeah!)

(Let's go!)

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool. (These niggas looking around for me!)
That don't mean shit, I don't know you. (I don't know!) (That's cool though!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you.

(Talk to 'em homie!)

[Verse 2:]
I called there, get that and go back with that
And then I flip that, then send that right back
If it got 2 bags, it must be 5 stacks
So you owe 5 stacks, bring that right back (Ah ha!)
If it take too long, must be rerock
2 in the shoebox, nah these ain't Reebox (Yeah!)
I don't live there, I just cook there
Ain't nothing in there, but fish and cookware (Young!)
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" (Yeaaaah!)
Drop this 9 off, and I'll be right back (Let's go!)

[Chorus:]
I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you.

(Let's go!)

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool.
That don't mean shit, I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you.

(Get at these niggas, homie!)

[Verse 3:]
I don't know why these niggas tell lies
Ya'll know damn well he ain't flippin' no pies
All this bird talk make me want some Popeyes
Ya'll getting no play off in my rides
Fake ass niggas, how dare you compare Young?
Black crime vick, yeah dad used to scare Young
My 6-2s come back like frisbees
All these smoke fumes got me dizzy (Yeaaahhhhh!)
They talk bricks, see
I'm just listening (Ay!) yawn
Say, I'm just listening (Yeah!)
Hook might be tight, but that don't sound right
I sold Snow White and he sold no white (Ayyy!)

[Chorus:]
I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you. (I swear to god!)
I don't know you.

(Let's go!)

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool. (I hear you niggas talk that shit!)
That don't mean shit, I don't know you. (I don't know!) (I ain't see shit, yet!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I got this nigga!)
I don't know you.

[Outro: Jeezy singing/talking]
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, ain't BS, nigga. Jizza [? ])

And you know... (Ah ha ha!)
And you know... (America is me!)
And you know... (Ah ha ha!)

(Yeah, they know me though!)

(Let's go!)

[Chorus: Fading]
I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you.




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Everything lyrics

Young jeezy wuz up u got a man what the f**k is that u don't know who i is oh yeah


Ya nigga ain't seein me i put that on everything (4x)

i'm going out the same way i came in hard then a muthafuka real street nigga i ain't nothin like these other suckers how much the club cost i mite by this muthafuka have the feds park right outside this muthafuka u know the name bitch hotter than fish grease got a hundred move hundred that was this week she won't 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 u know tha mack 11 first name got last name ends fix ur mouth fix ur face u mite get a benz


ya nigga ain't seein me i put that on everything (4X)


Boosie:
Put that on momma my daddy 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 bust ya ass
Nigga whole click, IPhones
Nigga, get your shine on
Used to whip it up now zip it up
Now it's the microphone
No man alive can't stop my shine, its the hustle man
I want it bad cause Bad Azz came from nothing man
Shining on em' griding on em' bout what i'm talking bout
If I show your bitch my house, she gone take my dick and floss
Show after show i'm getting dough
100 G's at a time
I'm M J round my way and Louisiana is mine!

You niggas ain't seeing me I put that on everything (4x)




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Get Allot lyrics

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

[Chorus:]
Let's talk about hate cause I get allot of that
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
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 stressfull
Is that what it is I'm just successfull,
Maybe I'm to good to hood low down no good
I just keep shit real just 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 30 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 goon on
I'll bust them to homes
Get my lose on

[Chorus]

They say young fell off yeah the boy done lost it
Been porting all my life baby I'm just exuasted
I take a gatoraid break to get everything straight
Now I'm sittin here like how much gatoraid make
How much money would it take to make some mo money
Damn right a nigga straight come get some mo from me
I sold millions made them millions
But still yaw doubt me what's this with out me
Can't be that bad still got my trapp swagg
And everytime I do a show I leave with a trap bag
Money in trashbags
I call that garbidge
20 thousand a trash bag
It looks like garbidge

[Chorus]

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 ludacris
It just might shock you
If you can't find chaka then my right hands keep it
Look I am slimply on of the best
Can't even lie icant vouch for the depressed
Just like ziplock they get killed in the plastic
Best add five grams so u 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

[Chorus]




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Hustlaz Ambition lyrics

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] [fade out]




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My President Is Black lyrics

[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!




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Put On lyrics

(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.)




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Takin' It There lyrics

(feat. Trey Songz)

Clear...
Yeah...
Ahaha...
Yeah it's official
Yeah... yeah yeah...
Hey Ziggy I told them neggaz(oh Yah)
They wouldn't believe me tho
I do this shit tho

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
It's 3:45 She pulled up to my house
Grabbed my strap, Got the door
With a blunt in my mouth (haha)
Say I'm 'bout to put the smack down
You know I'll 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 f**k
30 min in... secound wind
Call it cardioooooooo
I go up and down round and round SUPER MARIO!
Oh wee ohh wee she busting like a uzzy
I'm riding that Zazuki
She Wetting Such a Couzy
Call it in... Coat 10
Get ready for the water Floowwwww
Number 16 Terr it up

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
What can I say (I ain't lying)
Ain't no easy way to say this (yahh...)
And I don't know if you can handel it (I don't know if you can handel It)
But I'm thinking about taking it (taking it there)
Cause that's the only way you ain't gett it (and youu...)
You lay around with them Boyz up town (Laying around)
And I've been thinking about it all day long (all day long shawtii)
And that two think I can't handel it (but her...)
But I'm think I might end up taking it...

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
I'm thinking about it, then by recieving...
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 (spot) Yah Smelling like a pound
Yah you know I'm taking nam-... Yee ain't got to take em down
Yee ain't got to take em off for mehh... Over a? gresident?
About to be an accident Just call for? Gressem?

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
What can I say (I ain't lying)
Ain't no easy way to say this (yahh...)
And I don't know if you can handel it (I don't know if you can handel It)
But I'm thinking about taking it (taking it there)
Cause that's the only way you ain't gett it (and youu...)
You lay around with them Boyz up town (Laying around)
And I've been thinking about it all day long (all day long shawtii)
And that two think I can't handel it (but her...)
But I'm think I might end up taking it...

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I don't know if you can handle this... Know if you can handle mehh
First I'm gonna star right here where your man shud 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 shitt(thug shitt)
Gotta respect shit
Yahh I come thru on some thug shitt (thug shitt)
Gotta Accept it
She know that I'm never shy most time we Probly high
Kid licked the kitty catt Yah gon need an Alliby

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
What can I say (I ain't lying)
Ain't no easy way to say this(ain't no easy way to Tell you this)
And I don't know if you can handel it (I don't know if you can handel It)
But I'm thinking about taking it (taking it there)
Cause that's the only way you ain't gett it (and youu...)
You lay around with them Boyz up town (Laying around)
And I've been thinking about it all day long (Ohh...)
And that two think I can't handel it (ohh... but her...)
But I'm think I might end up taking it...
There... there there there there Take... Ing... It...
There... there there there there... AHH

[Fading/Repeat]
And How you doing Jeezyy... [x3]




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Vacation lyrics

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]




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Welcome Back lyrics

[Voicemail:]
Where You Been?
Streets Been Missin You... Welcome Back

[Young Jeezy:]
Yeah... I Told you Niggas... (Welcome Back)
I Told Ya'll I was Gonna Be Back Nigga(Welcome Back)
I wasn't Gonna Let you Have It For Long Homie...
Welcome Back...

[Hook:]
Guess Who's Back And He's Shinin On You Niggas(Welcome Back)
Guess Who's Back And He's Stuntin On You Hoes(Welcome Back)
Yeah I'm Back And I'm Shinin On These Niggas(Welcome Back)
Yeah I'm Back And I'm Stuntin On These Hoes(Welcome Back)

Been On My Grizzy... But Now I'm Back In the Place
And If You Show Me The Money I Put This Brick In Ya Face
And If You Ain't Got My Money I Put This Strap In Ya Face
And you Believin these Niggas... That's Like A Slap In The Face
Welcome Back...

[Verse 1:]
Guess What? (Guess What)
I Don't Give A Fuck
None These Niggas Real As Me
Pick Em Out... Line Em Up
Fuck Ya Man... He Ain't Shit
What Ya Say?
Suck A Dick
Excuse Me If I'm Bein Rude... Lemme Check My Attitude
Excuse Me Mr. Attitude... Why You Got An Attitude?
Can't Stand These Rappin Niggas
Fakin Ass Trappin Niggas
These Never (Ever) Never (Ever) Never had a pack niggas
I'm Tellin you... Where They Do That At?
What's Happenin(What's Happenin) Wut up dude(Wut up dude)
I Been Done... You Too Slow
I'm too fast... Movin like slim fast
Keep My Ronald Williams Cash In A Black Gym Bag
Welcome Back...

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
So Kind (So Kind)... Thank You Very Much
What The Fuck Is Goin On... They Actin Like I Lost Touch
I Ain't Never Lost Touch... Damn Sure Ain't Lost Much
Mater Fact I Still Got It... Yea You Know I'm Still Ballin
Catch Me In My Black Tee... But I'm A Business Man
Catch Me At The Kitchen Table Weighing Out My Business Plans
Young What's Your Business Plan?
None Your Fuckin Business Man
What's Wrong With Your Pussy Niggas
Need To Mind Your Business Man
Haha... Ok Here We Go Again
Street Said It's Necessary... Start Talking Blow Again
Got The Bureau If The Nigga Sellin Blow Again
Streets Think It's Necessary That a Nigga Blow Again
Welcome Back...

[Hook]

Yayo In My Kitchen... Scott Storch Everywhere
White Vette... Black Top... Kung Foo... Panda Bear
Call me sensei... I Got The Tai-Kwon Dough
My Angelina Shit... I Want That Brad Pitts Dough
I Say It So Funny... Same Time So Money
Ain't Nothin 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
Yeahh... Ok I'm Bout To Wild Out
Call It a V-neck(Why?)
Took a nine out
750 Left... 750 Here
Bitch I Don't Even Know What 750 Is...
Welcome Back...

[Hook]




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What They Want lyrics

[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]




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Who Dat lyrics

[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