[Intro: Shawty Redd]
Ay bruh, I'mma tell you on some real shit homie
You know what I'm sayin', you can't let this shit get to you dog
Know what I'm sayin', it ain't no pressure out there my nigga
Everybody fucks wit' you cause of what you do my nigga
What you say, what you speak on these motherfuckin' beats nigga
Only thing I can motherfuckin' tell you on some real G shit
Is to stay focused and let these niggas know you still the...
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
The realest nigga alive
You could see it in my eyes
I ain't playin wit 'em homie, yeah I'm strapped when I ride
Young real nigga yeah he keep it way hood
The governor, bitch, I make Georgia look good
Flow's a hundred proof, nigga tell you different, he a liar
Drop one album, set the world on fire
I will not stop and I won't retire
You niggas smoke good, but I stay higher
Take 'em back to the white Lex bubble
Could've told back then that them boys was in trouble
Trend setter like the boy Don Can
I started makin' dollars then it started makin' sense
I used to share my room with the roaches and the rats
My lil' cousin Paul and my uncle, Bo Slick
Used to get 'em by the hunderds nigga, you can ask Slick
Bet Jeezy pack the dough homie just like Vick
You Know What It Is...
Ay bruh, I'mma tell you on some real shit homie
You know what I'm sayin', you can't let this shit get to you dog
Know what I'm sayin', it ain't no pressure out there my nigga
Everybody fucks wit' you cause of what you do my nigga
What you say, what you speak on these motherfuckin' beats nigga
Only thing I can motherfuckin' tell you on some real G shit
Is to stay focused and let these niggas know you still the...
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
The realest nigga alive
You could see it in my eyes
I ain't playin wit 'em homie, yeah I'm strapped when I ride
Young real nigga yeah he keep it way hood
The governor, bitch, I make Georgia look good
Flow's a hundred proof, nigga tell you different, he a liar
Drop one album, set the world on fire
I will not stop and I won't retire
You niggas smoke good, but I stay higher
Take 'em back to the white Lex bubble
Could've told back then that them boys was in trouble
Trend setter like the boy Don Can
I started makin' dollars then it started makin' sense
I used to share my room with the roaches and the rats
My lil' cousin Paul and my uncle, Bo Slick
Used to get 'em by the hunderds nigga, you can ask Slick
Bet Jeezy pack the dough homie just like Vick
You Know What It Is...
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