Breeze

[Intro: Birdman]

Yeah, this how we fucking with it, D-Roc

Juvey, Stunna

Uptown, real nigga, rich nigga shit

(D-Roc)

Let's get it (Rich Gang)

[Verse 1: Juvenile]

I'm Uptown hardbody

And I got downtown four partners

And I'll go to war 'bout 'em

Smoke weed on the west by my dawg house

Feel like the Godfather and I don't have mob ties

Happy like a little kid first time going outside

I would not lie about it, I would go live-wire

I pull out my money, you pull out your money, you don't have five dollars

I live and I die about it, I would not cry about it

You know you the shit when you travel around with a fly-swatter

[Interlude: Birdman]

Yeah, years and years later (Yeah)

More money, more problems

Hundred mil' up (Hundred mil' up)

You understand me?

Highways with this pimpin'

We gon' keep gettin' it

[Verse 2: Juvenile]

I'm an artist like Shakespeare

I was born in the eighth year

Ain't take a nigga long, got straight, yeah

Juvenile, Birdman, no fake here

You don't trust nothin', put your faith here

With the bullshit, nigga, stay clear

Bitch, I got gifts like Saint Nick

And it ain't nothing broke that I can't fix

You don't do nothin' but hate me

And yeah, that made me

Rice in the pot cooking

Who care where the steaks be?

Beef ain't nothing to me

I was raised on bare meat

Hairpin trigger, nigga, knock a nigga bare feet

What, y'all ain't aware of me?

Pay up and just see

New Orleans my city, nigga

And I make the mayor leave

Streets take care of me

You're looking at a rare breed

Fly-swatters for the insects

And I'm killing any bug come near me

[Outro: Birdman]

Camo

Soulja flow, it's top floor all the way up (All the way up)

Just like that

Big money, boy

Rich Gang

I see you Roc (I see you, D-Roc)

B's up, miles of man

Uptown where we stand

But we live on what we die for, boy

Fuck with this here, this how we fuckin' with it (Rich Gang)

Hah, let's get it now, simple

RIP C-Lo, real nigga, rich nigga shit