[Young Jeezy]
I`m the realest nigga in here you already know
Got trapper of the year four times in a row (what they give you?)
A lifetime supply of baking soda clientele
A rolling bar, two pounds and three scales
Can get bout 50 and a Hummer
The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Coke prices up and down like six-fours
Just cuz I`m fly like a helicopter
The fed rallies on my tail call `em bird watchers
Minus the bullshit life`s great
Just got a camera in the peach in my license plate
[Chorus]
What it do? What the business is?
Word on the street Jeezy known to handle his
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to `em
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to `em
What it do? What the business is?
Word on the street Jeezy known to handle his
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to `em
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to `em
[Young Jeezy]
It`s not a trick question yeah I`m strapped bitch
Also ripped nigga miss me wit that rap shit
Rappin ass nigga better do numbers
I ain`t gotta rap I`ma do numbers
A big shoot out on the highway
Jeezy hangin out the coupe let me ride sideways
A straight g nigga don`t tempt me
I`ll linger the whole clip til the shits empty
Big stacks yeah I got that
That`s why I copped that cris by the six packs
Got the feds lines ringin let a telephone
Snitches want me locked up like Akon
[Chorus]
[Young Jeezy]
Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin fool
Don`t approach him like that you and Jeezy ain`t cool
Jeezy a gangsta he rolls wit the real g`s
And if he`s smokin best believe its real trees
From L.A. Straight cush
Presidential shit call it George bush
Everyday is like a game call it fear factor
Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor
Seen niggaz leave here and they ain`t comin back
Left `em slumped on the green in his Cadillac
Jimmy crack horn Jeezy flip O`s
I just stick to the script y`all niggaz hoes
