Fuck Da City Up
(专辑: Fuck Da City Up - 2012)
[Hook: Young Jeezy] This for my niggas on the
block dodging one time Grinding hard, burning up at least one nine Put ya middle fingers in the
air one time Ride with me, fuck the
city up one time Fuck the
city up Fuck the
city up Fuck the
city up Fuck the
city up one time Fuck the
city up Fuck the
city up Fuck the
city up Fuck the
city up one time [Verse 1: T.I.] Fresh out the
bed getting head in a
Range Rove All about that bread, rubberbands on my bankroll Bankhead, Simpson Road this Atlanta bitch So fly, so gangsta, gutter, glamorous We living out your fantasies, suckas can't handle this They know we run the
city shawty it's unanimous Shout it out sold yay, nine forty-four K, Quarter, half, whole thang nigga like the
old days? Hey, dope boy trap nigga swag Hundred karat chain, quarter mil in the
bag I'm no longer popping tags I
just let 'em hang Sucka nigga doing bad I
just do my thang And I
ain't fronting, straight by the
book-G Code Bad bitch, a
flat stomach, fat booty, deep throat Twenty grand in my pants, fifty in my peacoat Jeezy fucking with me and we fucking up the
city ho [Hook] [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] I
seen Jizzle in traffic with his top off So much Louie shit it looking like it knock off Violation, that'll get ya ass knocked off Texas Pete nigga get ya ass hot sauce Ever see me in the
club with my shades off It was a
cool contest I
guess the
shades lost 28-5 yeah that's my cost Bitch my closet so big I
swear I
got lost What? Yeah I
think I'm gon' need a
map We throw them birdies in the
pool make 'em swim a
lap Whip it counterclockwise, that's the
backstroke Bitch my chain so big look like my back broke Yeah we 'bout to fuck the
city up, go broke Bitch I'm balling so hard I
need the
whole court Six spots in one night they call it club hopping That new Tip and Jizzle shit, it got the
club rocking [Hook] [Verse 3: T.I. & Young Jeezy] [T.I.:] I'm talking A-Town shit, ex lean pound bit Chopper, fifty round clip Keep it with me, I
'on't slip Anyone around Tip bout that drama boy I
promise Got a O
of presidential, bitch I'm blowing that Obama [Young Jeezy:] Yeah I'm talking plenty choppers, scopes on the
A-R You know how I
do it, Forgiatos on the
car When I
came up out the
womb all I
wanna be a
star Hope the
feds don't stop me, life sentence in the
car [T.I.:] Hey boy we spittin, reminiscing bout when we was in the
kitchen Representing, niggas paying bitches need to pay attention And we on for the
city freaks, this A-T-L Do it for my nigga Big Meech and B.M.F. nigga [Young Jeezy:] Nigga, all I
blow is strong bitch I'm straight for the
week Order 5000 dollars, threw it all on the
freaks Order twenty-five bricks, I
put em all on the
streets Bitch it's shaketown and we turnt up while you sleep [Hook]