Young Jeezy - Gangsta Music

I'm here now you old news
Gotta couple porche trucks, couple old schools
I'll line ya as* up push ya tape backwards
Cuz ima real nigg* I don't like rappers
And that ain't this and this ain't that
And b*tch I'm strapped
fk wit real that'll cut ya throat
And they don't drink Pepsi they just sell Coke
All I do is talk blow it's like like my brain on drugs
See me out nigg* I do my thang in clubs
Listen up Jeezy gotta a little riddle
Stack of 20-dollar bill two bands in the middle

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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, and
this is gangsta music
All the hustlers they gon ride to this
They gon grind to this
They gon shine to this
This is hustlin music, this is hustler music, this is hustler music, and
this is hustlin music

We don't talk on the phone cuz it might stick
Gotta play for the 7 call it Mike Vick
Dirty birds nigg* we play wit dem falcons
Know some in the Decatur that pay for dem falcons
Talking young hungry eat ya whole plate
Jeezy place the order eat ya whole face
You got me misconstrued all fked up
Jump out hit the switch light ya as* up
Carbon 15 wit the hundred round drum
Got plenty for any nigg* think he wants some
We don't leave 'em at the house we bring 'em out
My chain for yo life we can swap it out

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The hoes love my voice
Make they p*ssy moist
Certified g s**t and I'm the gangsta's choice
popping off hope they bullet proof
Leave holes in you the size of a sunroof
Mack 11 in the club and a snub nose
Swear to God I'll knock you out ya fkin clothes
Lay ya as* flat like a doormat
askin for it, but they don't want that
In the rap game takin clientele
White ones like the powder that I used to sell
Give a fk about a playa hater
Hit 'em wit the tool flush his old radiator

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