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Young Jeezy Motivation

ain't from round here dog don't even come around Twist ya fingers up bang motherfucker bang Throw ya hoods up bang motherfucker bang Eastside, bang motherfucker bang Westside, bang motherfucker bang Me and Jeezy

Last of a dying breed Last of a dying breed Welcome to da life of a young thug nigga Only hang out wit dem criminals and dem drug dealers I'm from even

Shit man, fuck Drivers license and registration please Hey what?s up, sir, ah, look ah Sir, could you please step out the car Oh, not a problem, officer

'em Bitch, get ya mind right, let me talk to 'em Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin' fool Don't approach him like that, you an' Jeezy ain't cool Jeezy

Like the person needs his soul ?uh huh, jeah? Fight the will ?ay? to need his own ?ay, ay, ay? ?Just talk to em for a minute, ay just talk to em for a

Vick Dirty birds, nigga, we play wit dem falcons Know some niggaz in the Decatur that pay for dem falcons Talkin' young hungry niggaz, eat ya whole plate Jeezy

a fucking vet Niggaz cold like banana splits That's why I cop the AR with banana clips Sitting 24 inches off the ground (That's how ya feel) A young

tryna stack my bacon up, I need extra cheese, hey You can try dawg but it ain't easy, nope Mix the flake with the soul, you got Young Jeezy, damn You

Tryin' to get Boston George and Diego money Stack it all up like Lego money Played with them blocks, call it Tetris Real talk a hundred carats in my necklace