• Artist: Young Jeezy
• Song Title: Streets On Lock
• Album: The Inspiration

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Let’s get it

[Verse 1]
These n****s just hating they ain’t talking bout s***
I’m a grown a** man I flip my own brick
I don’t need yo help I can own my own d***
Ain’t no motherf***er help me write my rhymes
Ain’t no n**** pay for my studio time
See me at the top and want to claim my fame
N**** took my chain yea motherf***in right
You better off saying a n**** took my life
Want to a**assinate my character but I ain’t acting
It ain’t adding up so you n****s subtracting
B.I.G. said it first more money more problems
The why I see it more problems more money (whatsup)

[Hook]
I got the streets on lock
Atlanta on my back
I do it for the hood
You got a problem with that
Real n**** so this rap s*** easy (when I speak)
Theses n****s believe me
cause b**** I’m Jeezy
[x2]

[Verse 2]
Eyes wide shut I don’t see these n****s
Cause deep in your heart you want to be me n****
Want to stand in my shoes
Want to f*** my hoes
Want to live my life
Want to rock my shows (noooo)
Ya young punks with ya loose a** lips
I keep a AR with them loose a** clips
What type of real n**** name himself after a bag
N**** you’s a hoe, a Loui Vuitton fag
My name ain’t d*** so keep it out ya mouth
It is what it is look I am Da South (that’s right)
Big Mac you n****s small fries
You just another n**** I’m more like the franchise (whatsup)

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I was born in the Field raised in Atlanta
Pop busted a nut here so I was made in Atlanta (ha ha)
Mat Lew died so I stayed in Atlanta
Had a plug on the squares got paid in Atlanta
22’s on the 2-door it sits so right
Ice tray on my wrist yea it shines so bright
Make moves in the day and I ball by night
9/11 Porsche I was on that flight
5’9, 6’1 I call’em the twin towers
Had them on the triple stack
Hit’em both in the shower
Pedal to the medal bout a buck 85
Mr. 17-5 slow head well I drive (whatsup)

[Hook]

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