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[Intro]
Chyeah, aye
Aye, yeah, all you hating **** ****
With your sneak dissing **** (Sneak dissing ****)
It's gon' get you hurt, ****
If you a hater and you know it, **** you
Y'all not rapping **** ****
I'd rather listen to your instrumentals, ****
Haha, **** **** **** (Do somethin')
Do somethin', ****, CT
Let's get it
[Verse 1]
I'm here now, you old news (News)
Got a couple Porsche trucks, couple old-schools (Yup)
I'll line your **** up, push your tape backwards
'Cause I'm a real **** and I don't like rappers
And that ain't this, and this ain't that (Chyeah)
And ****, I'm **** (Yeah)
Run wit' real **** that'll cut ya ****
And they don't drink Pepsi, they just sell **** (That's right)
All I do is talk ****, it's like my brain on drugs (Nah)
You see me out, ****, I do my thang in clubs (Damn)
Listen up, Jeezy got a little riddle
Stack up twenty dollar bills, two bands in the middle
[Chorus]
All the gangstas, they gon' ride to this
They gon' grind to this
They gon' shine to this (Aye)
This is gangsta music (Chyeah)
This is gangsta music (Chyeah)
This is gangsta music (Chyeah)
This is gangsta music (Yeah)
All the hustlers, they gon' ride to this
They gon' grind to this
They gon' shine to this (Aye)
This is hustler music (Chyeah)
This is hustler music (Chyeah)
This is hustler music (Chyeah)
This is hustler music (Aye)
[Verse 2]
We don't talk on the phones 'cause it might stick (Stick)
Got a play for the seven, call it Mike Vick (Haha)
Dirty birds, ****, we play wit' them falcons (Chyeah)
Know some **** in Decatur that pay for them falcons (That's right)
Talking young hungry **** eat your whole plate (Plate)
Jeezy place the order, **** eat your whole face (Damn)
You got me misconstrued, all **** up (Chyeah)
Jump out, hit the switch, light your **** up (Yeah)
**** wit' the hundred-round drum (Drum)
Got plenty for any **** think he wants some (Chyeah)
We don't leave 'em at the house, we bring 'em out (Bring 'em out)
My chain for your life, we can swap it out (Aye)
[Chorus]
All the gangstas, they gon' ride to this
They gon' grind to this
They gon' shine to this (Aye)
This is gangsta music (Chyeah)
This is gangsta music (Chyeah)
This is gangsta music (Chyeah)
This is gangsta music (Yeah)
All the hustlers, they gon' ride to this
They gon' grind to this
They gon' shine to this (Aye)
This is hustler music (Chyeah)
This is hustler music (Chyeah)
This is hustler music (Chyeah)
This is hustler music
Let's get it
[Verse 3]
The **** love my voice, make they **** moist (Chyeah)
Certified G **** and I'm the gangsta's choice (Aye)
**** poppin' off, I hope they bulletproof (Proof)
Leave holes in you the size of a sunroof (Haha)
**** in the club and a **** ****
Swear to God I'll knock you **** out your **** clothes (That's right)
Lay your **** flat like a doormat (Mat)
**** asking for it, but they ain't want that (Nah)
In the rap game takin' **** clientele ('Tele)
White ones like the **** that I used to sell (Yeah)
Give a **** about a playa, hater (Chyeah)
Hit 'em wit' the tool, flush his whole radiator (Aye)
[Chorus]
All the gangstas, they gon' ride to this
They gon' grind to this
They gon' shine to this (Aye)
This is gangsta music (Chyeah)
This is gangsta music (Chyeah)
This is gangsta music (Chyeah)
This is gangsta music (Yeah)
All the hustlers, they gon' ride to this
They gon' grind to this
They gon' shine to this (Aye)
This is hustler music (Chyeah)
This is hustler music (Chyeah)
This is hustler music (Chyeah)
This is hustler music (Aye)
Written by: D. Stewart, Jay Jenkins