Letras:
Young Jeezy Otras Canciones

nigga Where I'm from if we don't like it we do something nigga And you know we gon' ride homes Stomped a nigga ass out until they turn the lights on Me and Jeezy

buster, sucker, a rapper or actor Nigga rat to the cracker yep they'll protect ya but one day fuck nigga I'm gon catch ya [Chorus] [Young Jeezy] Been

: [Young Jeezy] Guess who's bizzack (Back) Still smell the blow in my clothes Like Krispy Kreme, I was cookin them O's (Cookin them O's) Like Horse shoes

Guess Them Real Niggas In Fantasy Land I Cant Wake You Niggas Up, You Must Be Dreamin Ya Shit Aint Addin Up You Aint What Ya Seamin Ya Niggas Is Outta Order Like Soda Machines Young Jeezy

it nigga A Fabo, you know I do this one for love nigga I don't need nothin' nigga (let's get it!!) [Verse 1: Young jeezy] I said I'm higher than a muthafucka

: Young jumped on that G-Mix 100 like 3 bricks O's droppin' like bird shit Young back on that bird shit Shoes behind me in that Benzo Young pull up

my louie bag Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag (Young Jeezy, Blood Raw) (Jeezy)One thing about young, young got swag (Raw)One thing about raw, raw got swag (Jeezy

these hoes love Jeezy they just like my swag The way I do my thang I'm just a young ghetto nigga wit a big ass chain [Chorus] [Young Jeezy] If you feeling

: Sorry fa Cussin I'm back Mr. Magic City Blow on color purp I make it rain on your forehead You woulda thought a fan the way I blow that money