I had the green in my auntie house, like Jeezy
Guns in my grandma, fo' sheezy
Baby mama holding that work, and that's real
A n***a took something from Gotti and got k**ed
Shady pistol drive, we posted up on the hill
And the grams and the halves for fifty, how I feel
I got it, been had it since '95
'73 Monte green, twenty inch tires
(Southern Smoke!)
Pop where that chicken
Right back on the street, with they snitching a**
Say my name, you won't get
Got the beam on the top, let's hit it
I went to school with a phone and a pager
Because a n***a major was selling n***as major
Prices got outrageous, n***as started robbing
Gotti got a chopper, chop a n***a block
Boom, boom, like a f**ing helicopter
Sandwich bag, razor, quarter thing in a locker
You was working 9 to 5's, I was slinging blocks up
I was sipping Cristal, you were drinking vodka
I'ma keep a pistol, all my n***as locked
Gudda doing ten, but they still can't stop us
I'ma hold the block up, got it on my shoulder
'67 drop, worth the price of a Rover
Macked out, blacked out, old school Nova
Lights out, hang out, f** a n***a Hova
b**h get your mind right, thought a n***a told you
Yo Gotti from the north, I'm a dirty south soldier
Full time grinder, dirty south boss
Spent sixty five thou' on a white and yellow cross
Another forty five for a white and yellow chain
Another thirty five just to let you know my name
I'm back to the basics, I'm back to the block
I never left the dope alone, I never left the Glocks
I never closed shop, I never left the city
To you hate motherf**ers, if you want me come get me
I'm still in the same hood, still do the same sh**
Still got the same homies, still f** the same b**h
Got a plan to get money? I'm with it
What's up Jeezy? Let's get it