Gangsta Music - Young Jeezy

I’m here now you old news

Gotta couple old porches, couple old schools

I’ll line ya ass up push ya tape backwards

Cuz ima real nigga I don’t like rappers

And that ain’t this and this ain’t that

And bitch I’m strapped

Fuck wit real niggaz that’ll cut ya throat

And they don’t drink Pepsi they just sell Coke

All I do is talk dro its like my brain on drugs

See me out nigga I do my thang in clubs

Listen up Jeezy gotta a little riddle

Stack of 20-dollar bill two bands in the middle

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, and

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, and

this is hustler music

We don’t talk on the phone cuz it might stick

Gotta play for the 7 call it Mike Vick

Dirty birds nigga we play wit dem falcons

Know some niggaz in the Decatur that pay for dem falcons

Talking young hungry niggaz eat ya whole plate

Jeezy place the order niggaz eat ya whole face

You got me Mr. Scrooge all fucked up Jump out hit the switch light ya ass up Carbon 15 wit the one pound drum

Got plenty for any nigga think he wants some

We don’t leave 'em at the house we bring 'em out

My chain for yo life we can swap it out

The hoes love my voice

Make they pussy moist

Certified g shit and I’m the gangsta’s choice

Niggaz popping off hope they bullet proof

Leave holes inside ya like a sunroof

Mack 11 in the club and a sub nose

Swear to God knock you niggaz out ya clothes

Lay ya ass flat like a doormat

Niggaz ask for but they don’t 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 the tool bust his whole radiator