Dead Or Alive - Young Jeezy
yeahyeah ((yeah) yeah) Yeah! (yeah(yeah)) See (see) see this is the bomb (yeah) (street's) what I know is, ya'll listen up (yeah) fuck niggaz goin out (that's what you waitin for right here) feel what I'm sayin? (let's go) Let's go! They want it I got it, damn right I'ma flaunt it Do anything you want, just don't get up on it Them OGs raised me, you know them streets made me Equipped with the game to drive these young bitches crazy Baby that's crazy, work match a straight jacket We stack it all up and then we Green Bay pack it Never in your life seen this many rubber bands You ain't never in your life seen this many hunned grands Now even in the bake, you ain't seen this movin lead And so I would assume that you was in the room Money so dirty gotta sweep it with a broom Plus you gotta nigga drinkin in the afternoon Chorus- Go HARD on my liver feel SORRY for my bladder I'll stop when I die bitch it don't even matter Dead or alive bet I'm in ya top five Even ask ya hoe, bet I'm in ya bitch ride E'er body be cool, I ain't tryin make a scene First new Camaro that the city's ever seen And that bitch clean, and that bitch runnin I ain't gotta bitch so I treat her like my woman I tell her slow down, now baby speed UP Go on show ya ass, let them haters see US Red white and blue stones, yeah the chain's like "heyah" Southpa say I gave that jeweler one-eighty My folks get it in like the Coast Guard, lady That's why my crib lookin like a postcard, baby Tell me what you think of me so far, lady Clip so long I need a chauffer, baby (chorus)
Artist: Young Jeezy
Title: Dead Or Alive