The Real is Back 2 (исполнитель: Young Jeezy (Dj Drama))
[Lead in: Young Jeezy] Just coolin'... [x6] Look... I was a boy in the hood before I ever knew Puffy [bad word] I been a made man, dare you muh [bad word] to touch me. [x3] Guess I was too legit, like hammer, they can't touch me Made a livin' off Arm & Hammer, guess I was lucky (Go) Y'all niggas don't really want it with 'cool J' I guess it's me against the world, God [bad word] what can I say? Just coolin'... [x6] [Young Jeezy:] Look... I was a boy in the hood before I ever knew Puffy [bad word] I been a made man, dare you muh [bad word] to touch me Guess I was too legit, like hammer, they couldn't touch me Made a livin' off Arm & Hammer, guess I was lucky (Go) Y'all niggas don't really want it with 'cool J' I guess it's me against the world, God [bad word] what can I say? I put them little boys on my lap, I birthed niggas How you think they got on the map? I earthed niggas Keep buying [bad word] chains, and pay some homage Sell your music from the side of the road, the [bad word] is garbage Look at Young, came right back applying pressure Just know that I'm a die by mine, might need a stretcher (Look) Look at me, I'm back on my [bad word] nothing can touch me I can buy a hundred sixteen bricks, move to Kentucky Might buy a big house on the hill, might buy a farm [bad word] I'm buying so many watches, might buy an arm (Yeeeahhhhhhh) Fresh as the white as I'm sellin' ya, a living legend Street Bible say when I die, I'll live in Heaven But just in case a [bad word] don't make it, see you in [bad word] The streets ain't [bad word] with snow? I can't tell I remember selling so much snow, I couldn't smell "Where you learn to do your thing with the snow? " It wasn't Yale Graduated at the top of my class, no cap and gown Copped that candy-cane Lam' on they [bad word] who's capping now? {Lam' - Lamborghini Man these muh [bad word] hating to hate, that's what I hate And deep down way in their soul, they know I'm great [bad word] acting like I ain't did it, like I ain't done it Then Michael Jackson up my lanes, and [bad word] [bad word] it I can see the finish line from here, I might sprint Remember nothing inside my pockets but white lint I should charge you [bad word] to roam, just like Sprint I'm used to bussin' licks all on my phone, behind tint {Bussin' - Busting) I'm from where niggas pull them home invasions, behind rent From where them folks have them dogs in the cars, behind tints From where them best friend shoot up they friends behind cash Best friends shoot up they Benz, behind [bad word] And I was the one keepin' it real, when they was fakin' And I was the one to serve you a deal, when they was bakin' Can paint a picture using my words, look like they posing You know my chains like to dance in the light, look like they broken I used to risk my life, that's everyday, that trap life Make these muh [bad word] mad cause I know what that trap like Y'all got these [bad word] faking they street, they really sidewalk [bad word] don't say what they mean, they really side talk Fresh Airmax, a hundred miles, [bad word] I do it for them niggas, a hundred pounds [bad word] And [bad word] right that boy ain't playing, he bite back Know how to say right [bad word] on the right track And everybody ordering beef, I had a steak Serve me two to the head, my momma' gon' cry a lake Til my casket drop I'm chasing this cash, where will it stop? Bet my [bad word] went to bed [bad word] listening to Pac They love me when I was here, but will they mourn me? Ten deep on the side of the road, in that Californy [bad word] right, TMZ they on me, but they ain't tell you 'bout them two 40 cals was on me Extend-o with them long [bad word] clips, them [bad word] heavy And ain't no more playing, GA, cause [bad word] I'