(feat. Bun B)
[Young Jeezy]
Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats
Got diareah flow, now I sh** on n***az
Even when I'm constipated I still sh** on n***az (let's get it on)
Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom
They blowin purple sh** that keep me high like the moon
Yeaaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman
Yeaaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman
Yeaaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman
I'm a hater like you, f** my wristband
n***a sneak this, and that ain't how we play
f** with mind, get ya drama like the DJ (that's right, dramatic n***a)
Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill (that's right)
Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill
[Young Jeezy]
Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats
Got diareah flow, now I sh** on n***az
Even when I'm constipated I still sh** on n***az (let's get it on)
Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom
They blowin purple sh** that keep me high like the moon
Yeaaaa, I'm an affiliate, I know hitman
I'm a hater like you, f** my wristband
n***a sneak this, and that ain't how we play
f** with mind, get ya drama like the DJ (that's right)
Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill
Went from old school chevys
To beamer coupes
Got a 100 n***az with me and everybody gon shoot (yeaaaa)
Try me n***a, that's your first mistake
Eat your lil a** up like a chanterelle plate
The whole pie like Dominoes, yes indeed
I'm tryna stack my bacon up, I need extra cheese
You can try dog, but it ain't easy
Mix the flake with the soda, got Young Jeezy (damnnn)
You still wanna talk Blow man?
Soft White like Alaska, call me Snowman
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaaa)
We trap or die n***a, we trap or die n***a
Ya know these hoes love a n***a cause they know that we the truth
Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaaa)
We trap or die n***a, we trap or die n***a)
[Bun B]
Yea, back up in the hood again, where it's all good again
Ridin candy slab, grippin on the wood again
Outta line n***az get back in place where you shoulda been
In case you don't understand, we'll make it understood again
King of the underground, my gangsta will never fail
You bout to make me go postal for f**in with my mail
You got the connect, but you ain't got the clientele
You the hoax and n***az know it, that sh** ain't hard to tell
Rat b**h, recognize that your cheese ain't been to sales
I'm fina break some bread with the feds, you dumb as hell
I been around the block before, sold it all for rock to blow
And I don't f** around, when the feds in town I got to go
Respect my mind cause I'm a trill old schooler
Summertime get too hot I wait for winter when its cooler
UGK for life, free the pimp, you know the deal
In PAT it's Trap Or Die and we ain't down for gettin k**ed
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaaa)
We trap or die n***a, we trap or die n***a
Ya know these hoes love a n***a cause they know that we the truth
Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaaa)
We trap or die n***a, we trap or die n***a
[Slick Pulla]
We think like mathematicians, move like mobsters
It's bout to be a grizzly winter n***a straight monster (real n***a)
I'm posted up with my big schlapps, big snakes, big straps
You don't wanna feel that
Street addicts get a buzz from the hustlin
f** the government, we got our own, the Track-Publicans
Chillin pimp n***az don't know the first thing about the block
I'm 279 grams of straight drop out the pot
Real street n***az, all the ghetto hoes on our jock
When I hit the strip, all my troops listen while I talk
This what I tell em, "Take these yams lil man
break it down, get back, see a couple grams"
And don't talk to square n***az, you know, spongebobs
Kanye West n***az, talking through the wire dawg
Watch for goonies when you got it, n***az wanna rob
And pull a staff and quarterback 'em like Brett Favre
[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
Smoke purp by the pound, Goose by the fifth
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaaa)
We trap or die n***a, we trap or die n***a
Ya know these hoes love a n***a cause they know that we the truth
Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaaa)
We trap or die n***a, we trap or die n***a