About This Track
""GA" Freestyle" is a track by Jeezy, from the album Trap or Die, released 25th January 2005. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Intro] The Affiliates nigga, pay attention (I got a hundred pounds, a hundred bricks) Gangster Brizzy [Chorus] I got a hundred pounds, a hundred bricks, nigga, I'm from G.A. (I'm from G.A.) I got a carbon-15 with an infra-red scope on my K (on my K) I got a hundred pounds, a hundred bricks, nigga, I'm from G.A. (I'm from G.A.) And I'm the hottest nigga in the streets, atleast that's what they say And I'm the hottest nigga in the streets And I'm the hottest nigga in the streets And I'm the hottest nigga in the streets (dramatic nigga) Atleast that's what they say, and this how I do [Bridge] It's how we do things, The Affiliates It's been a long road, but the grind pays off It's not hard, it's actually quite easy Pay your dues nigga, that's how we got GA on our side [Chorus] I got a hundred pounds, a hundred bricks, nigga, I'm from G.A. (I'm from G.A.) I got a carbon-15 with an infra-red scope on my K (on my K) I got a hundred pounds, a hundred bricks, nigga, I'm from G.A. (I'm from G.A.) And I'm the hottest nigga in the streets, atleast that's what they say, and this is how I do [Verse] Walk straight up in the club, chain down to my dick (Bitch) Sneak diss a nigga? He ain't sayin' shit Dropped 70 on my wrist to make it shine this way It still won't give you lil' niggas the time of day Just bought a new Glock, nothin' better to do Lil' motherfucker, I got scales bigger than you And this is real G shit, you better stick to rhymin' Got guns, bitch, it's that ragged-ass car you drive And I'ma bust a pussy-ass nigga dead in his mouth So I don't really understand what all the talkin' about And I'm a boss motherfucker, it ain't no secret And the K hold 50, it ain't no secret I'm puttin' Georgia on the map, nigga, you ain't doin' shit (Yeah) And lyrically, I am Mike Vick Them broke niggas don't win, but you already know So next time you wanna play, you better stack your dough [Verse] I got a pound of Perc and petty six zips nigga, I'm from Forth Worth (Fort Worth) And you can tell how your boy speak, 'cause I'm from Forth Worth (Fort Worth) Gangster Brizzy I got a mean hustlin' gang that's sick nigga, I'm from Forth Worth (Fort Worth) And if you diss me, I'ma let that thing rip nigga, I'm from Forth Worth (Fort Worth) It's U.S.D.A [Verse] We got it all from kush pills to soft, nigga That's how it is, we get paper down south, nigga We ride clean, yokin', muscle down the strip Grand Black Chevelle with the Buddhas in the shift kit Blowin' thrax in the cockpit Torch on my lap, cocked back with a full clip And I stay on some pimp shit Every time you see me, catch me posted with a bad bitch On top of that, dog, I run with a full clique Young wild niggas stay heatin' up a nigga strip So you don't wanna talk shit on my block I might get my Kirkwood niggas to run in your house Put the pistol to your mouth, kick your head back We make moves from the bread deck and 12 jack CTE, the streets is back And you already know the 4's where my blow be at [Chorus] I got a hundred pounds, a hundred bricks, nigga, I'm from G.A. (I'm from G.A.) I got a carbon-15 with an infra-red scope on my K (on my K) I got a mean hustlin' gang that's sick nigga, I'm from Forth Worth (Fort Worth) And if you diss me, I'ma let that thing rip nigga, I'm from Forth Worth (Fort Worth) It's U.S.D.A
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