Young Jeezy - Bag Music lyrics

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Young Jeezy - Bag Music lyrics

Yeah, hey, motherf**in' business here, n***a Yeah, all you hatin' a** n***az What you sneak this in, n***az? I see that you don't get your own It's gon' get you hurt, n***a If you a hater an' you know it, f** you [Incomprehensible] rappin' a** b**hes I rather listen to your instrumentals, n***a b**h a**, n***a, do somethin', n***a, see I'm here now, you old news Gotta couple Porches, trucks, couple old schools I'll line ya a** up, push ya tape backwards 'Coz I'ma real n***a an' I don't like rappers An' that ain't this an' this ain't that An' b**h, I'm strapped f** wit real n***az that'll cut ya throat An' they don't drink Pepsi, they just sell Coke All I do is talk 'dro, it's like my brain on d** See me out, n***a, I do my thang in clubs Listen up, Jeezy got a little riddle Stack of 20 dollar bills, 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, 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, this is hustler music We don't talk on the phones 'coz it might stick Gotta play for the 7, call it Mike Vick Dirty birds, n***a, we play wit dem falcons Know some n***az in the Decatur that pay for dem falcons Talkin' young hungry n***az, eat ya whole plate Jeezy, place the order, n***az eat ya whole face You got me misconstrued all f**ed up Jump out, hit the switch, light ya a** up Carbon 15 wit the hundred round drum Got plenty for any n***a, 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 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, 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, this is hustler music The hoes love my voice, make they p**y moist Certified G sh** an' I'm the gangsta's choice n***az poppin' off, I hope they bullet proof Leave holes in ya, the size of a sunroof Mack 11 in the club an' a snub nose Swear to God, knock you n***az out ya f**in' clothes Lay ya a** flat like a doormat n***az askin' for it but they ain't want that In the rap game, takin' n***az clientle White ones like the powder that I used to sell Give a f** about a playa hater Hit 'em wit the tool, flush his whole radiator 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, 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, this is hustler music

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