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I'm here now you old news. Gotta couple porsche trucks, couple old schools. I'll line ya ass up push ya tape backwards Cuz ima real nigga and I don't like rappers And that ain't this and this ain't that And bitch I'm strapped Run wit real niggaz that'll cut ya throat And they don't drink Pepsi they just sell Coke All I do is talk blo its like my brain on drugs Ya See me out nigga I do my thang in clubs Listen up Jeezy gotta a little riddle Stack of 20-dollar bills two bands in the middle [Chorus] 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, this is gangsta music All the hustlers they gon ride to this They gon grind to this They gon shine to this This is hustler music, this is hustler music, this is hustler music, this is hustler music We don't talk on the phones cuz they might stick Gotta play for the 7 call em Mike Vick Dirty birds nigga we play wit dem falcons Know some niggaz in the Decatur that payed for dem falcons Talking young hungry niggaz eat ya whole plate Jeezy place the order niggaz eat ya whole face You got me misconstrued all fucked up Jump out hit the switch light ya ass up Carbon 1.5 wit the hundred round drum Got plenty for any nigga think he want some We don't leave 'em at the house we bring 'em out My chain for yo life we can swap it out [Chorus] The hoes love my voice Make they pussy moist Certified g shit and I'm the gangsta's choice Niggaz popping off I hope they bullet proof Leave holes in ya the size of a sunroof Mac 11 in the club and a snub nose Swear to God I'll knock ya niggaz out ya fuckin clothes Lay ya ass flat like a doormat Niggaz askin for it but they aint want that In the rap game takin niggaz clientele White ones like the powder that I used to sell Give a fuck about a playa hater Hit 'em wit tha tube, flush his whole radiator Repeat chorus |