Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Jay Jenkins, Demetrius L Stewart
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Young JeezyU Know What It Is Lyrics:
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 ain't no pressure out there my nigga
Everybody fucks with 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
Realest nigga alive, you could see it in my eyes
I ain't playin' wit 'em homie, yeah I'm strapp't 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 won't 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 Can
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, Po' Slick
Used to get 'em by the hundreds nigga, you can ask Slick
Bet Jeezy pack the dough homie just like Vick, u know what it is
I can't even lie a day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie u know what it is
'Cause I'm so fly, ya eyes don't lie
You fukin' wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, u know what It is
I can't even lie a day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie u know what it is
'Cause I'm so high, my eyes don't lie
You fuckin' wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, u know what it is
I gave 'em my heart, they lent me they ears
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, in 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 waitin' on the call
Told her bring her friends, we gon' run through 'em all
Let's get it, she know what it is
I can't even lie a day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie u know what it is
'Cause I'm so fly, ya eyes don't lie
You fukin' wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, u know what It is
I can't even lie a day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie u know what it is
'Cause I'm so high, my eyes don't lie
You fuckin' wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, u know what it is
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
Invesignate 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 champagne 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, u know what it is
I can't even lie a day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie u know what it is
'Cause I'm so fly, ya eyes don't lie
You fukin' wit a gangsta tonight
Baby, u know what It is
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