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That Jeezy Shit

 

That Jeezy Shit

(álbum: Mad Men - 2011)


[Doctur Dot:]
A Westside
Westside, put your hands up
A Westside
Westside, put your hands up

As I ride around my city on some reconnaissance for a beat
I'm reminded how these streets, how this shit
Government that's around, no policies, politic
Got the power in they fists to cuff
And they ain't 'bout to give it up
Got your life in they hands and they ain't 'bout to live it up
So next time that you take a puff and next time you up in the club
Please remember that bruh
These niggas the originators of the term
Even the theme of being strapped up
Plus I know it's hard living where we stay at
'Cause everybody envying
Whatever the next nigga claiming they have
But don't worry, we be in our books like some Arabs
Reading the Koran, with some ducks in the pond
Got you wondering why they don't play, I shit where I'm from
It's a mystery to me, too yep nigga, uh
Especially when I shit and my man's got the runs
And the universe agree with everything that we be speaking
They probably think I work on some bombs
But the city scratching
And they fiending for where babies hatching
Screaming for
All these pretty ladies turn a nigga to a greedy whore
That got room for more
I ain't got to choose either or
I don't give a fuck
About who gives a fuck about us
Got 'em shook about
Face got 'em looking aquatic, robotic
It's all a part of the plot
Linen and styling, cleaning Communist clocks
Now who'd have thought I'd go from
Zeppelin tees and raggidy jeans
To being voted most perplexingly clean
The spirit of the ancient kings manifested in me
And compilation with some medical greens
Listen to what I'm telling you sleeze
It's all been an adventure since I entered the placentas
On my name, mentioned by niggas like they know
Like they know
Always winning autumn, but I'm often winning winters
So I'm chilling when I enter like it ain't cold
It ain't cold
The scene all around me is perfect
'Cause ain't no team all around me, just some booties
Music and bean all around me
You seem to doubt me
Hm, won't you be surprised
When the next time that you close your eyes
You dream all about me
Bitch

feito

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