Young Jeezy - Stylin' Lyrics

Niggas wanna do it, niggas f*cking let's do it
This is what I do, so there ain't nothing to it
If the conversation dropped don't speak that fluent
In the club blowing money like a motherf*cking druid, uh?

You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches

Don't step in this bitch, and I got plenty to blow
Took your chain and took your bottles
If you're smart, you're at your hoe
Hey nigga know they ain't fucking with your mister snow
I swear I get a buzz every time you f*cking blow
I am killing myself, I am killing this shit
Don't make me go there, I'll spill a mill in this bitch
See I'm humping that ferrari like I'm stealing this bitch
Yeah the sun came up and we still in this bitch
What?

You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches

Simon said take off the top
Tan is a half of block
.. never hit him, man I swear it never stops
Plus she got her and a thousand niggas till next spot
You the best that never did it, never done it, thanks a lot
You can say that you're related then you know I'm going in
If they 25 a piece, then you know I'm buying ten
If they find a . her ass she goes to jail
If you here with your eyes, your ass you need the skill

You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches

Damn right it's all true, pay your dues and make new
Yeah I stay away from niggas, heard them niggas bad news
Say the street come in to save them, nigga tellin on the streets
Threating her to hate on you, you know why shit is weak
Cut down, pistol up, you know I'm on a...
Looking for a stall red mona, Obviously a freak?
If that Wussy good as I think it is, I'ma .
I don' win ahead, and the bill won't let me sleep
What?

You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches
You see me stylin' all your bitches

I am killing myself, I am killing this shit
Don't make me go there, I'll spill a mill in this bitch
I am killing myself, I am killing this shit
Don't make me go there, I'll spill a mill in this bitch

Niggas wanna do it, niggas f*cking let's do it
This is what I do, so there ain't nothing to it
If the conversation dropped don't speak that fluent
In the club blowing money like a motherf*cking druid, uh?

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Young Jeezy - Streets On Lock Lyrics

Ay..Ay..Ay..Chea..Ay ..Ay..
Let's get it

[Verse 1]
These niggas just hating they ain't talking bout shit
I'm a grown ass man I flip my own brick
I don't need yo help I can own my own dick
Ain't no motherfucker help me write my rhymes
Ain't no nigga pay for my studio time
See me at the top and want to claim my fame
Nigga took my chain yea motherfuckin right
You better off saying a nigga took my life
Want to assassinate my character but I ain't acting
It ain't adding up so you niggas subtracting
B.I.G. said it first more money more problems
The why I see it more problems more money (what'sup)

[Hook]
I got the streets on lock
Atlanta on my back
I do it for the hood
You got a problem with that
Real nigga so this rap shit easy (when I speak)
Theses niggas believe me
Cause bitch I'm Jeezy
[x2]

[Verse 2]
Eyes wide shut I don't see these niggas
Cause deep in your heart you want to be me nigga
Want to stand in my shoes
Want to fuck my hoes
Want to live my life
Want to rock my shows (noooo)
Ya young punks with ya loose ass lips
I keep a AR with them loose ass clips
What type of real nigga name himself after a bag
Nigga you's a hoe, a Loui Vuitton fag
My name ain't dick so keep it out ya mouth
It is what it is look I am Da South (that's right)
Big Mac you niggas small fries
You just another nigga I'm more like the franchise (what'sup)

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I was born in the Field raised in Atlanta
Pop busted a nut here so I was made in Atlanta (ha ha)
Mat Lew died so I stayed in Atlanta
Had a plug on the squares got paid in Atlanta
22's on the 2-door it sits so right
Ice tray on my wrist yea it shines so bright
Make moves in the day and I ball by night
9/11 Porsche I was on that flight
5'9, 6'1 I call'em the twin towers
Had them on the triple stack
Hit'em both in the shower
Pedal to the medal bout a buck 85
Mr. 17-5 slow head well I drive (what'sup)

[Hook]

Ay.. Ay.. Ay.. Chea..Ay

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Young Jeezy - Stay Strapped Lyrics

Gyeah!... Aye!
Ya'll already know what time it is, nigga... Aye!
Gyeah!... I'm in the streets err'night nigga, I'm in the club err'night nigga
I don't see these fuck niggas mayn, these niggas talkin' on records mayne
I don't argue with niggas on records, I told you fuckboi - you know what it
Is with me nigga!
You niggas "Protein Gangstas" mayne, know what I'm sayin'.
Always said you gone sign yaself or kill yaself nigga
Well you juss commited suicide bitch, I'm a let you know that too!
Aye, let's get it!

[Verse:]
Snowman bitch, 19.5 apeice (Gyeah!)
So when you take 'em out the wrap, they as white as your teeth (Daaamn)
Keep choppas on deck, stay ready fa beef
Lil' nigga scared shitless, he can't even sleep (Hahaa...)
And you already know what them K's will do
I'll have them pussy nigga scared to stand next to you! (Gyeah!)
Niggas talkin' all tough, steady hidin' and shit
Even his own mama know, Radric Davis a bitch! (Yeeeeaah)
To be honest nigga - there's nothin' Gucci about chu (Whudd!)
You pussy, nigga everythin's COOCHIE about chu (That's riiight!)
See straight thru you nigga, you's a plastic rapper (Aye!)
Nigga all on my dick, where's the magnum wrapper? (Hahaa...)
Murdered 'em on "Black Tee", killed 'em on "Icey" (Yuh!)
Nigga my biggest fan, don't he sound juss like me?
Gassed ya ass up, yeah they played you nigga
So I'm a take ya back apart, 'cause I made you nigga
HB bought your car, HB bought your chain
Left him and then that fat nigga did the same thang (Yuh!)
No loyalty - jumped clique to clique
He's a rappin' prostitue - he jumped dick to dick!
"I'm so Iceeyyyy", and you not icey at all (Aye!)
Ya jewelry look like it came outta middle of the mall
This is eskimo shit, lil' nigga you's a SNOWCONE (Daaamn)
You're in over ya head, pocketbook boi go home
Twelve carats two stones, a hundred thousand a set (Aye!)
My motherfuckin' ears ain't forgave me yet
That old-ass Rolex, you're six years behind me (Aye!)
I got the streets drunk and six beers behind me (Wooo)
When you was dreamin' bout bread nigga, I had the money (Gyeah!)
Signed your whole life away for Dodge Magnum money (Aye!)
Still got 92, 93, 94 money!
You rappin' ass nigga, you juss gettin' show money (Aye!)
King of Decatur? I thought you was from Birmingham
Shouldnt've asked for it, if you know you ain't have it man
I got a family in the 'Ville, and it's Crip in the Mac-Town (West Ssside!)
Nigga you ain't heard? - I'm the man in the A-Town
It's some "Boyz N Ya Hood" do anythin' fa Jeezy
So if I want ya lil' ass touched - you dumb, believe me

[Hook:]
(I stay strapped, stay strapped)
Pussy nigga try to play me, I'm a buss his muthafuckin' head on GP
(I stay strapped, stray strapped)
Let a nigga run up on me - keep a carbon 1.5, and them choppas with me
(I stay strapped, stay strapped)
Pussy nigga tryin' to play, I'm a buss his muthafuckin' head on GP
(I stay strapped, stay strapped)
Let a nigga run up on me - keep a carbon 1.5, and them choppas with me

[Outro: Jeezy talkin']
1 thang about it, 2 thangs for sure, 3 thangs for certain mayn (For certain
Nigga!)
We know you a bitch ass nigga, nigga... We know you's a ho' nigga
Ya'll take that nigga back to Central Stadium, nigga gone crazy.
Bitch ass nigga talkin' all tough, hidin' and shit nigga.
We know you's a fuckboi, we know you gay nigga!
Get on the ace and pills and jump in the shower with'cha homeboys
Whatchu think, I ain't know nigga? (DAMN!)
Yeah, I know all about that nigga (Damn...)
I know how HB had to buy ya bitch ass draws nigga
Cause you couldn't afford 'em nigga
Went around talkin' you icey and shit
Now that you done got with some fuck niggas
And you tough now nigga - I know you a bitch nigga!
Juss like I'll slap ya bitch ass like them niggas did in Jazzy T's (Hahaaa...)
You bitch ass nigga, fuck nigga
Wearin' jheri curls in his sophomore year nigga
You's a hoe nigga, we know about you nigga...
What, you mad 'cause I shine in your video fuckboi?
You couldn't take it no more nigga?
You can't assassinate my character nigga, I ain't actin' (Hahaa...)
Nigga that ain't any real Jacob you wearin' either, you fuck ass nigga
Jacob said, He DID NOT make that watch
And you needa get that off, real talk nigga
I'm a show you what my G like, what my crippin' like nigga
Any nigga claimin' what I claim, that nigga come to my city or town nigga
Handle that nigga, nigga hidin' from me dogg
Nigga talkin' all tough, nigga runnin and hidin and shit nigga
Real talk nigga, and I want that motherfuckin' bullshit-ass ICEY chain
'Cause you need to take that monkey shit off you, embaressin' us nigga
Matter of fact, real talk nigga, I got a bounty on that shit nigga - ten stacks
You know Jeezy ain't fake nigga
I know that shit ain't worth that much nigga, but I'm a turn it back in nigga
'Cause a nigga is embaressin us, cuhzz.
So if he come to ya town, you juss happen to snatch that muthafucker off his
Neck or knock that muthafucker off his neck
When I come to your town - shoot it to me, I'm a shoot you the ten stack man
So I can CREMATE that muthafucker (Cremate that motherfucker!)
Know what I'm sayin'? That shit bullshit nigga, real talk nigga
All that rich shit nigga, you better stop that nigga
'Fore I take my tennis shoe money and buy out ya contract fuckboi
Know what I'm talkin' bout
Real talk nigga my TENNIS SHOE like I said fuck nigga
So anytime you wanna see me in the streets like a man
While you doin' all this poppin' on these records nigga
Come see me nigga, 'cause you know what it is nigga
I'll beat cha motherfuckin' ass nigga, that's on err'thang!
And if any one of you fuck niggas
Even act like you wanna pull some steel nigga - let's get to it!
C.T.E. nigga, fuck ya record label, company and ya crew nigga
See me in the street nigga
I'm in the club err'night nigga
Still poppin' bottles doin' my one-two thang nigga
Huh, WHAT'S CRACKIN' NIGGA! Huh, GET AT ME NIGGA!
Ya'll niggas ain't talkin' bout shit
Ya'll keep cancelin' all ya shows you makin' it hard fa us to get at you man
We comin' to extort you I mean, SUPPORT YOU. My bad!
Bitch ass nigga, fuck I look like!
I'm grown nigga, and like I said before fuck nigga...
It's still 4th Ward bitch! Free Slick Pulla nigga!

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Young Jeezy - Standing Ovation Lyrics

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Young Jeezy - Soul Survivor Lyrics

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Young Jeezy - Sleep When I Die Lyrics

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Young Jeezy - Showtime Lyrics

Aye (haha)
Aye (young)

Pass me my mic, yeah
Soundman get me right
I hope you bitches ready cuz it's goin down tonight
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time.

I got it packed front to back ooh wee
Look at all these real niggas and they came to see me
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time.

I heard the hood up in here
Well let me hear ya
I see the jack boys lookin
Don't make me kill ya
I walk that, talk that
Been there, bought that
Dropped this, whipped that
Sold this, know that
Feds take pictures, so what kodaks
That don't stop shit,
More work, more stacks
More cars, more clothes
Good weed, more hoes
More choppas, more cash
In da maze, Okay
No way jose', young price to high
No front, cash out
That's right, we buy
More clubs, more fun
More bottles, more guns
I rob no one
Please sit and have fun

Pass me my mic, (yeah)
Soundman get me right
I hope you bitches ready cuz it's goin down tonight
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time.

I got it packed front to back ooh wee
Look at all these real niggas and they came to see me
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time.

Yeah the bitches hard, but I'm so much harder
They ask me how I made it, I was so much smarter
Gotta focus on your strengths, motherfuck your weaknesses
Yall know I stay hot, so why they know all my weaknesses
They say, Oh he's so G,
Killed that slowly
My swag, my flow
Swagga jackers yall know
Beleive them you're dumb
There's only one young
Since there's only one young
The fuck these bitches come from
I know, They know I go so hard
I know, they know I'm really so hard
Full house, packed show
Bad bitches, front row
Trap stars in the back,
87's full of stacks

Pass me my mic, (yeah)
Soundman get me right
I hope you bitches ready cuz it's goin down tonight
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time

I got it packed front to back ooh wee
Look at all these real niggas and they came to see me
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time,
Tell 'em it's show time.

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Young Jeezy - Rough Lyrics

I say I... I take my team to the top
... you know they came with the tough
In a... that we love, in a brand new...
I ain't pay for the roof, cause we no likely to...

Chorus:
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your house
Quarter brick on my pocket,
I spit that shit on my clothes
You know it cost a few hundred,
Yeah, you used to see what I...
... I bought that shit for my foes
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your whores

... I think I...
I think I did young chris, I made my...
Me niggers don't...
... nigger don't like the killer,
Don't like that when I see him!
I call my house sealed,
My house feels like a museum
You got me bullshit snow, maybe it's a coliseum
What kind of... you got on?
I've got the keys on my pocket, like I'm ready for war!
... scratch on the cereal number,
I got pulled up in the truck, the bitches get me your number
... doing big, eight hundred for...
You know that bitch...

Chorus:
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your house
Quarter brick on my pocket,
I spit that shit on my clothes
You know it cost a few hundred,
Yeah, you used to see what I...
... I bought that shit for my foes
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your whores
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your whores
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your whores

I make it rough on these niggers,
Man, I make it rough on these whores,
But... still got that colors on...
They like to dust up their nose,
... on these bitches,
Get brain and bust on their clothes,
Might be my last time...
Niggers rap but it ain't...
Is that right?
You heard about the...
Try to get my niggers young to...

Chorus:
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your house
Quarter brick on my pocket,
I spit that shit on my clothes
You know it cost a few hundred,
Yeah, you used to see what I...
... I bought that shit for my foes
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your whores
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your whores
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your whores

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Young Jeezy - Rap Game Lyrics

Verse 1
They like young where u been niggaz acting like I got ghost
Till I came back in that black on black phantom ghost
Looking better the picasso ya'll should frame me
Killing niggaz kunta kinte ya'll should hang me

Rap game fucked up but u can't blame me
Seen em come seen em go U kno how the game be
Snowman's back young u to wild
Had to switch it up man niggaz tryna steal the style

Anyway any how the stering wheel black and mild
Make the broad back that ass up think I'm juvenile
My leather to soft just like wayne and baby nem
Teacher ask me what I wanna be told dat bitch a atm
Dream was to turn my whole block into a cvs
Can't trust then broads around the way them bitches devious
Drop it in watch it make it circle like a dvd
62 and 1 25 half a quarter key

Rap game fucked up but u can't blame me
Seen em come seen em go U kno how the game be
Snowman's back young u to wild
Had to switch it up man niggaz tryna steal the style

Anyhow anyway it's snitches born everyday
Best thing to do is get yo money and stay out the way
Hustla of the year damn right let's be very clear
If u sell them brick to rocks to stone now it's belvedere
Posted on the block with the choppas guess it's voka now
Hard slowed up niggaz switched playing socca now
Do it for the killa and the dealers kno u heard of me
Young came back to save the day see the urgency

Rap game fucked up but u can't blame me
Seen em come seen em go U kno how the game be
Snowman's back young u to wild
Had to switch it up man niggaz tryna steal the style

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Young Jeezy - Put On (Remix) Lyrics

Rest in peace homie, lil Mike let's go...
Chea chea chea chea (ayyy)
I put on (we clear, Sept 2nd homie)
I put on (yea, the recession on the way)
Ayy youngg (yaaa)The recession on the way, hey but on anotha note
Lotta soundin like young, tell em register to quote (ha ha)
See I rolled them back to back like I'm registered to smoke (Daaamn)
Yea I got it on me now but I ain't registered to tote (Let's Goooo)
I put on for my city and I bought a blue 'Ghini
Goddam u just missed me (yeaaa)
Shoulda saw me, shoulda seen me (damm)
Do me favor, see them haters, tell em
Picture me rollin
Same time, watch them feds take the pick on me rollin'
Got a phone call from [? ] put my 'libs on his song
Sold 3 mill like us, goddam I put em on (ha ha)
I put on for my city yea
Billboards err'where
See me 'fore your flight land
See me 'fore your bag claim
Re-up in my city man
U better check your bags man
Shouts-out to the east side
Yea they play them bad games
Shouts-out boys will fly to your home
Yea they play them tag games
Can't forget that west side
Yea they play them mags games
How u forget the north side
Don't know I stay high as hell
87s tickets too
Ya'll know I stay fly as hell (ha ha)
I put on for my city yea
Way before the contracts
Trap-star, step back
Might get u a contact
Rap-star, no strap, might just get your chain snatched
Call young brain stacks
Might just get your chains back
Call my name in the courtroom
Put me on blast
Still shinin on they ass
Yea it's mr birthday bash

[Jay-Z:]
Ay guru, put a lil T-Pain on my xxxx too
You Know what I mean?
Uhhh, I Put Onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn (Oh, you 'bout to put on Hov'?)
G-Mix
I don't need no T-Pain
I got this one
YesssI put Marcie on the map
I put Brooklyn on my back
I put Fat back on the charts
I put Biggie in my in my rap
I put Nas with Def Jam
I let Diddy do my tracks
I put on for my city, that's a motha xxxxxx fact
I put Mike Jack on stages
Summer Jam Billie Jean
I put Prodigy in his place on that summer jam screen
I put green in my truck
Told them leave them streets alone
I predicted jail would happen, xxxx I tried to put 'em on
All these niggas takin credit for the work that I put in
If you really put me on, put yo'self on in
I put NAS on that Hooptie
I put hours in that kitchen
Put that on my tip
Mama, this is fact not fiction
Feds was trying to build a case
I was heading for conviction
Till the greatest flow in the world
Put me in television
I put on for my city so
When I'm dead and gone
I got one last wish
Put my Yankee hat on

[Chorus]

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