Post by werewolf on Mar 17, 2007 0:31:38 GMT -5
YOUNG JEEZY LYRICS
"U Know What It Is"
[Intro: Shwaty Redd]
Ay bruh, I'ma 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 aint 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 niggaz know you still the...
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Realest nigga alive
You could see it in my eyes
I aint playin wit 'em homie
Yeah I'm strapped when I ride
You real nigga yeah he keep it way hood
To govern a bitch, I make Georgia look good
Those a hundred proof nigga tell you different, he a liar
Drop 1 album, set the world on fire
I will not stop and I wont retire
You niggaz smoke good, but I stay higher
Take 'em back to the white lex bubble
Could of told back then that dem boys was in trouble
Trend setter like the boy Don Cannon
I started makin' dollars then it started makin' cents
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...
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fukin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so high
My eyes don't lie
You fuckin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what it is
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
I gave 'em my heart, they lent me they ears
This is the best gangsta shit that you've heard in years
I try to told dem niggaz keep one in the plastic
July 26, ya boy delivered a classic
I walk through the fire, gasoline doors
I dun seen everything nigga, and i dun sold it all
New whips every month, nigga i dun drove it all
Pocket full of bread, nigga bet i blow it all
And then we go to jail, and think about it all
Nuthin else to do, so we ball till' we fall
Baby on the way, I'm just waitn on the call
Told her bring her her friends, we gon run through 'em all
Lets get it, she know what it is...
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fukin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is
I can't even lie
A day like this
Yey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so high
My eyes don't lie
You fuckin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I'm ya hoods last hopes
I'm the El' Capi'tan
Ask about me in the city
I'm the motherfuckin' man
Head above war, we call it 10 doors down
We hustle right here, work 10 doors down
Live life like a lottery, I call it the big game
Investigate it for me, I call it the big change
I sleep when I'm gone, yeah I'm tryna get to it
It's like a Nike campagne the way ya' boy just do it
Aye!, the paper keeps coming
yeah, it flows like fluid
Get a 50 pack and we run right through it
Make dem boys tuck it in cause I'm all iced out
87-32 yeah, you know what I'm about
HA HA, you know what it is...
[Chorus (fade out): Young Jeezy]
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fukin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is...
"The Realist"
[Young Jeezy: Talking]
Ride on these niggaz
I ride on these niggaz
I ride on these niggaz (hahaaa)
I ride on these niggaz
Let's get it!
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Super charger, the same color as PJ
(yeaaaaah) I got a champagne range
Pick niggaz off, I got a night-scope aim (Bah)
Audio, video, you caught on tape
That's a way to get ya ass sent Upstate (dayyyum)
In '9-AY! I took them trips down to Lauderdale
Back and forth, like Aliyah
Chances of gettin' rich is like one-in-a-million
(hahaaaaa) Or more like two-in-a-billion
Flashin' lights, my mind's playin' tricks on me
But the Minuteman still do tricks on me
Swear the feds just starin' at a nigga
You know, you feelin' ya heart fall into ya feet
Summertime niggaz still ridin' with the heat
Jeezy De Niro, Snowman Pacino
Real niggaz love me because I talk that lingo
[Hook: Young Jeezy]
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sold the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sold the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
Nowadays the GT's glock black (cheaaa!)
The shoes on that motherfucking 3-80 chrome
Gotta be careful what you say on the phone
I'm 36 O's away
From givin' the mic up and goin' back to the streets (naww)
What's the difference, I still eat the same
A nigga paranoid, I still sleep the same
You niggaz rappin' 'bout blow, like it's a fad
Nigga this is my life, I ain't tryna set trends
'Cause everybody knows how that brick-road ends
Heartless, maybe I need to see the Wizard
Until then, Imma make it snow blizzards
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I stay on the block, and risk my life
Day in and day out until a nigga sold out
You niggaz playin', I show you what that street shit 'bout
Hit you right up with them thangs, and come back with the chains
Might cook it in the stove, might cook it in the microwave
Either way it's gonna sell, still weigh it on the scale
You rappin'-ass niggaz ain't never sold no yams
I'm talkin' sucka-free Sundays and iced-out Mondays
Pin-up Tuesdays and body-tap Wednesdays
You was in the studio, I was on the block
In the kitchen at the spot goin' hard with the blocks
25 for the four ways, choppaz by the door-ways
[Hook]
"I Luv It"
[Intro]
Ride till I die, Lord knows stay high, and I love it
Let's go!
[Chorus]
We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Parked outside, and sitting on vogues
And I love it (yeah!), and love it
[Verse 1]
Once again it's on, I'm back in the motherfucking booth
These niggas still lying, I'm the motherfucking truth (YEEEEEAHHH!)
I don't believe I need some more fucking proof
I ain't want the four door, I copped the motherfucking coupe (HAHA!)
They trying be me, I'm just trying be G
And everything comes to 'em like you'll see
These niggas in the dark baby I'll just shine (SHINE)
I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme (YEEEEEAHHHH!)
Check your watch nigga it's my time (HEY!)
Mind made up I was on my grind (THAT'S RIGHT!))
So pay attention yea you on my time
In that case time waits for no man
Do it again I done that before man (GYEAH!)
M.O.E., he ain't part of the program
Or maybe you niggas ain't listening
Open your eyes I'm a blessing in disguise
[Chorus]
Yea I blew up, but they like that
They switched up on me, and I ain't like that
Sold my first brick yea, I came right back
Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now
And I never turn back, so motherfuck that
Nikes on the ground got my head to the sky
Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high
Stay on top, Lord knows I'm gon' try
And live for the moment, Lord knows I'm gon' die
And when I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry
Woke up this morning so I'm still alive
36 O's I sold them all for five
[Chorus]
Been around the world, it's the same ol' caine
Been around the world, it's the same ol' thang (True)
All the real niggas either dead or in jail
And if you're looking for me homie, I'm in the A-T-L
You gotta play it how it go, you can't cheat on life (YEAAAAH!)
Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on life
I ain't tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me
Last album did two, I'm just tryin' do three
Fresh out the pot yea the work was hard
Ride with the top down so I'm closer to God
My P.O. telling me I need a 9 to 5
But I already got a job, and that's staying alive
[Chorus]
[Repeat Intro till fade]
"Go Getta"(feat. R. Kelly)
[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Enemy of the State, They Call Me Will Smith Gotta Thing On Ma Side U Can Call Dat Jada
The Boys Talking Down Yea We Call Em Hatas I'm Balling Right Now So Well Get Back To Dat Lata
Be The First To Admit Am Alcoholic Only Blow Dat Good Shit Yea Dat Whatchamacallit
Catch Me Posted On Da Block In Something Exotic '07
Yea Da Same Color Hypnotic On The Outside Looking And I Want In My Homie Did The Same Thang And He Got 10
Just Took A Loss Still Trying 2 Win Nd U Trying 2 Get Back So What U Trying To Spend
[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
[Verse 2: Jeezy]
We Live Life On Da Edge Like Theres No Tomorrow They Grind Hard Like Theres No Today
They Do The Same Shit Like Its Yesterday The Game Never Stop So Who's Next To Play?
Against All Odds U Can Place Ur Bets Yea I'm Just Getting Started So I Ain't Done Yet (Naw)
Risk It All You Can Lose Ur Life What Else Can I Say Dats A Hell Of A Price (Dayumm)
I Don't Under Cause I Overstand No Time For Mistakes So I'm Overplaying
I'm In Da Club Like What? 4 5 Wit Me And Ima Stay Thuggin Till Da Feds Come Get Me
[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
[Verse: R.Kelly]
Hey Hey This Is How We Play When We Roll Up To Da Club High Sitting On 20 Treys
Hop Out Like We Fabulous Top Models Grabbing Us They Love Dem Go Gettas Only In America
Put D On Chicks Like Wallace Turn Em?
Thinking They Can Have All Dis Cant Deny It When U C Da Wheels Spinning
Boy Kells Out Da Coupe In Miami White Linen Chips Big Spending Walk Out Da Club Witha Shitloada Women
Soon As I C One I Like Ima Go Get (Oo) Ima Get It Cause Ima Go Getta
[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
"U Know What It Is"
[Intro: Shwaty Redd]
Ay bruh, I'ma 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 aint 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 niggaz know you still the...
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Realest nigga alive
You could see it in my eyes
I aint playin wit 'em homie
Yeah I'm strapped when I ride
You real nigga yeah he keep it way hood
To govern a bitch, I make Georgia look good
Those a hundred proof nigga tell you different, he a liar
Drop 1 album, set the world on fire
I will not stop and I wont retire
You niggaz smoke good, but I stay higher
Take 'em back to the white lex bubble
Could of told back then that dem boys was in trouble
Trend setter like the boy Don Cannon
I started makin' dollars then it started makin' cents
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...
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fukin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so high
My eyes don't lie
You fuckin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what it is
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
I gave 'em my heart, they lent me they ears
This is the best gangsta shit that you've heard in years
I try to told dem niggaz keep one in the plastic
July 26, ya boy delivered a classic
I walk through the fire, gasoline doors
I dun seen everything nigga, and i dun sold it all
New whips every month, nigga i dun drove it all
Pocket full of bread, nigga bet i blow it all
And then we go to jail, and think about it all
Nuthin else to do, so we ball till' we fall
Baby on the way, I'm just waitn on the call
Told her bring her her friends, we gon run through 'em all
Lets get it, she know what it is...
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fukin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is
I can't even lie
A day like this
Yey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so high
My eyes don't lie
You fuckin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I'm ya hoods last hopes
I'm the El' Capi'tan
Ask about me in the city
I'm the motherfuckin' man
Head above war, we call it 10 doors down
We hustle right here, work 10 doors down
Live life like a lottery, I call it the big game
Investigate it for me, I call it the big change
I sleep when I'm gone, yeah I'm tryna get to it
It's like a Nike campagne the way ya' boy just do it
Aye!, the paper keeps coming
yeah, it flows like fluid
Get a 50 pack and we run right through it
Make dem boys tuck it in cause I'm all iced out
87-32 yeah, you know what I'm about
HA HA, you know what it is...
[Chorus (fade out): Young Jeezy]
I can't even lie
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fukin wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, you know what It is...
"The Realist"
[Young Jeezy: Talking]
Ride on these niggaz
I ride on these niggaz
I ride on these niggaz (hahaaa)
I ride on these niggaz
Let's get it!
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Super charger, the same color as PJ
(yeaaaaah) I got a champagne range
Pick niggaz off, I got a night-scope aim (Bah)
Audio, video, you caught on tape
That's a way to get ya ass sent Upstate (dayyyum)
In '9-AY! I took them trips down to Lauderdale
Back and forth, like Aliyah
Chances of gettin' rich is like one-in-a-million
(hahaaaaa) Or more like two-in-a-billion
Flashin' lights, my mind's playin' tricks on me
But the Minuteman still do tricks on me
Swear the feds just starin' at a nigga
You know, you feelin' ya heart fall into ya feet
Summertime niggaz still ridin' with the heat
Jeezy De Niro, Snowman Pacino
Real niggaz love me because I talk that lingo
[Hook: Young Jeezy]
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sold the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sold the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
Nowadays the GT's glock black (cheaaa!)
The shoes on that motherfucking 3-80 chrome
Gotta be careful what you say on the phone
I'm 36 O's away
From givin' the mic up and goin' back to the streets (naww)
What's the difference, I still eat the same
A nigga paranoid, I still sleep the same
You niggaz rappin' 'bout blow, like it's a fad
Nigga this is my life, I ain't tryna set trends
'Cause everybody knows how that brick-road ends
Heartless, maybe I need to see the Wizard
Until then, Imma make it snow blizzards
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I stay on the block, and risk my life
Day in and day out until a nigga sold out
You niggaz playin', I show you what that street shit 'bout
Hit you right up with them thangs, and come back with the chains
Might cook it in the stove, might cook it in the microwave
Either way it's gonna sell, still weigh it on the scale
You rappin'-ass niggaz ain't never sold no yams
I'm talkin' sucka-free Sundays and iced-out Mondays
Pin-up Tuesdays and body-tap Wednesdays
You was in the studio, I was on the block
In the kitchen at the spot goin' hard with the blocks
25 for the four ways, choppaz by the door-ways
[Hook]
"I Luv It"
[Intro]
Ride till I die, Lord knows stay high, and I love it
Let's go!
[Chorus]
We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Parked outside, and sitting on vogues
And I love it (yeah!), and love it
[Verse 1]
Once again it's on, I'm back in the motherfucking booth
These niggas still lying, I'm the motherfucking truth (YEEEEEAHHH!)
I don't believe I need some more fucking proof
I ain't want the four door, I copped the motherfucking coupe (HAHA!)
They trying be me, I'm just trying be G
And everything comes to 'em like you'll see
These niggas in the dark baby I'll just shine (SHINE)
I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme (YEEEEEAHHHH!)
Check your watch nigga it's my time (HEY!)
Mind made up I was on my grind (THAT'S RIGHT!))
So pay attention yea you on my time
In that case time waits for no man
Do it again I done that before man (GYEAH!)
M.O.E., he ain't part of the program
Or maybe you niggas ain't listening
Open your eyes I'm a blessing in disguise
[Chorus]
Yea I blew up, but they like that
They switched up on me, and I ain't like that
Sold my first brick yea, I came right back
Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now
And I never turn back, so motherfuck that
Nikes on the ground got my head to the sky
Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high
Stay on top, Lord knows I'm gon' try
And live for the moment, Lord knows I'm gon' die
And when I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry
Woke up this morning so I'm still alive
36 O's I sold them all for five
[Chorus]
Been around the world, it's the same ol' caine
Been around the world, it's the same ol' thang (True)
All the real niggas either dead or in jail
And if you're looking for me homie, I'm in the A-T-L
You gotta play it how it go, you can't cheat on life (YEAAAAH!)
Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on life
I ain't tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me
Last album did two, I'm just tryin' do three
Fresh out the pot yea the work was hard
Ride with the top down so I'm closer to God
My P.O. telling me I need a 9 to 5
But I already got a job, and that's staying alive
[Chorus]
[Repeat Intro till fade]
"Go Getta"(feat. R. Kelly)
[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Enemy of the State, They Call Me Will Smith Gotta Thing On Ma Side U Can Call Dat Jada
The Boys Talking Down Yea We Call Em Hatas I'm Balling Right Now So Well Get Back To Dat Lata
Be The First To Admit Am Alcoholic Only Blow Dat Good Shit Yea Dat Whatchamacallit
Catch Me Posted On Da Block In Something Exotic '07
Yea Da Same Color Hypnotic On The Outside Looking And I Want In My Homie Did The Same Thang And He Got 10
Just Took A Loss Still Trying 2 Win Nd U Trying 2 Get Back So What U Trying To Spend
[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
[Verse 2: Jeezy]
We Live Life On Da Edge Like Theres No Tomorrow They Grind Hard Like Theres No Today
They Do The Same Shit Like Its Yesterday The Game Never Stop So Who's Next To Play?
Against All Odds U Can Place Ur Bets Yea I'm Just Getting Started So I Ain't Done Yet (Naw)
Risk It All You Can Lose Ur Life What Else Can I Say Dats A Hell Of A Price (Dayumm)
I Don't Under Cause I Overstand No Time For Mistakes So I'm Overplaying
I'm In Da Club Like What? 4 5 Wit Me And Ima Stay Thuggin Till Da Feds Come Get Me
[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
[Verse: R.Kelly]
Hey Hey This Is How We Play When We Roll Up To Da Club High Sitting On 20 Treys
Hop Out Like We Fabulous Top Models Grabbing Us They Love Dem Go Gettas Only In America
Put D On Chicks Like Wallace Turn Em?
Thinking They Can Have All Dis Cant Deny It When U C Da Wheels Spinning
Boy Kells Out Da Coupe In Miami White Linen Chips Big Spending Walk Out Da Club Witha Shitloada Women
Soon As I C One I Like Ima Go Get (Oo) Ima Get It Cause Ima Go Getta
[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)