Street Niggaz

[Intro: DJ Drama] As you can hear, we make quality street music Every street nigga ain't a rapper Every rapper ain't a street nigga We always get it right, [?] music CTE, we affiliates nigga, DJ (The fuck drama?) [Verse 1: Dee Money] I relate to niggas and they relate to me Real niggas do real things that's how it supposed to be Cut from the same clothes, and maybe the same shirt Probably had the same plug and got the same work I'll whack your ass and skip to the N.O And lay low in the projects with my kinfolk AK-47 with the shoulder strap (Yeah) Set it off, had it sounded like the Nolia clap Got two strikes, nigga, dodgin' one time This real life, you got the nerve to call it punchlines Well I got a punchline for you, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit I wanna see my lawyer [Chorus: Jeezy] G-g-gangsters Street niggas, real niggas Street niggas G-g-gangsters Real niggas, street niggas- [Verse 2: Jeezy] Fuck the style, they jockin' my slang I'm a real street nigga, we are not the same I'm grown nigga, so play with your own kids (Yeah) I'm on nigga, so get your own ass [?] One white girl left, save the last dance My partner say he want it, so this your last chance (Yeah) Funny how a next tell can get you 50 years (Nah) Codefendant makin' deals like he work at Sears (Damn) Still posted at the Amoco Judge giving cash, three numbers like an [?] Play the game how it go, fuck what a nigga think (Yeah) 'Cause under pressure, niggas change like chameleon paint (Yeah) [Chorus: Jeezy] G-g-gangsters Street niggas, real gangsters Street niggas, g-g-gangsters Street niggas, real gangsters Street niggas [Verse 3: Dee Money] Ayy, ayy White shit in my attic (What), and I ain't talkin' sheep rock (Let's get it) They kill them nigga round the corner, now the blocks hot Blockbuster, night Glocks poppin' like popcorn Folks comin' through, shakin' niggas like popcorn (Yeah) Niggas soft like hot butter, and they mics hot 'Cause section stayin' ass niggas love to drop salt I'ma street poet, let me paint a picture (Yeah) First of the month, time to get the [?] on O's over here, couple O's over there Gotta whole one stash to my living room chair Dude never smile, ain't shit funny Geesy, Maguire, now show me the money [Chorus: Jeezy] G-g-gangsters Street niggas, real gangsters Street niggas, g-g-gangsters Street niggas, real gangsters Street niggas