gangsta music lyrics – young jeezy

i’m here now you old news
gotta couple porshe trucks, couple old schools
i’ll line ya *ss up push ya tape backwards
cuz ima real n*gg* i don’t like rappers
and that ain’t this and this ain’t that
and b*tch i’m strapped
f*ck wit real n*gg*z that’ll cut ya throat
and they don’t drink pepsi they just sell coke
all i do is talk blow it’s like my brain on drugs
see me out n*gg* i do my thang in clubs
listen up jeezy gotta a little riddle
stack of 20-dollar bill two bands in the middle

[chorus]
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 n*gg* we play wit dem falcons
know some n*gg*z in the decatur that pay for dem falcons
talking young hungry n*gg*z eat ya whole plate
jeezy place the order n*gg*z eat ya whole face
you got me misconstrued all f*cked up
jump out hit the switch light ya *ss up
carbon 15 wit the hundred round drum
got plenty for any n*gg* 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

[chorus]

the hoes love my voice
make they p*ssy moist
certified g sh*t and i’m the gangsta’s choice
n*gg*z popping off hope they bullet proof
leave holes in ya tha size of a sunroof
mack 11 in the club and a snub nose
swear to god knock you n*gg*z out ya f*ckin’ clothes
lay ya *ss flat like a doormat
n*gg*z ask for it but they don’t want that
in the rap game takin n*gg*z clientele
white ones like the powder that i used to sell
give a f*ck about a playa hater
hit ’em wit the tool flush his whole radiator

/ young jeezy lyrics