nervous I don't rep the A by mistake, I do the shit on purpose Do it how it's worth it rim and the cars swerving It ain't nothing but Lil Scrappy and Jeezy
star when you put 'em on stages I ain't cheat, played the hand I was dealt Tried to tax the grand pearl when I got it myself Let's get it, no nuts,
It's got to be in ya blood to be a thug If I ain't makin' enough I ma jack my plug We was born in it not sworn in it You can go against it or you can
it you can get a Benz While y'all robbing and boosting I'm standing over the stove like the chef in Houston And it's not about the flip mane Want the real bread it
, it?s okay to floss But it?s still one rule, player don?t get caught ?Cause everythin' you gain, dog and everythin' you lost But it?s still one rule,
Like that) Turn around, bend over, bring it back (Bring it back) Slow Mannie, Mannie Fresh bring it back (Bring it back) It's Mannie Fresh and Snowman, it's
? Word on the street, ?Jeezy known to handle his? Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em It's not
gone be a cold summa "yeah" Blew the brains out the Chevy call it suicide "Side" It's a way of life that's how us young niggas ride "that's right" Trap
like I lost my brother ?ay? And I wish we could trade places Swear to GOD dawg wish we could trade places Livin a life of crime, but it wasn't your life it
team in thug mansion And I sell like Pac that's a thugs passion And this the realest shit I ever wrote And all eyes on me like a microscope Young jeezy
you sneak this in, niggaz? I see that you don't get your own It's gon' get you hurt, nigga If you a hater an' you know it, fuck you [Incomprehensible
got her loose A triple stack and it's on (I'ma tear that pussy up) Talking dirty on the chirp, getting my grown man on (Ay) Get up in the guts, you know it's
that nigga that's how the fuck ya feel, nigga Ya feel like ya look nigga, ya feel good nigga What's happening nigga? Let's get it, ay, let's go Red
lived it man counting so much paper It'll hurt your hands, let's get it I'm the author of the book, yeah a genius wrote it There's a message in my words
time get too hot, I wait for winter when it's cooler U.G.K. for life, free the Pimp, you know the deal In P.A.T. it's trap or die and we ain't down for
the car And she likes it and she likes it I'm a T R A P S T A R Keep Barney in the Sweets, copt groups from the bar And she likes it and she likes it
like John Madden The world is yours and everything in it It's out there, get on your grind and get it, ay Hands in the air, sky's the limit, nigga,
to get my mind right Aggression rolls, see the ones get my sound right My money come fast so that's how I spend it Trunk soundin' like it got a marchin' band in it