Текст песни Young Jeezy - Everythang

Thug Motivation 103: Hustlerz Ambition
Жанр: Rap / Hip-Hop
Исполнитель: Young Jeezy
Альбом: Thug Motivation 103: Hustlerz Ambition
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[Intro] Yeah Wassup, wassup Count money, get money, count money Wassup Get money, count money, get money, count money Wassup Get money, count money [Hook] I used to have nothing But now I got a whole lot of everythang And I come through stuntin' And now the whole world gon' know my name And I used to have nothing But now I got a whole lot of everythang That's why I come through stuntin' When I'm gone the whole world gon' know my name [Verse 1] 12 years old, caught up in that street life I was tryna shine harder than the street lights Ran the streets tongue-tied, couldn't sleep nights Cause when you're living wrong, it's hard to sleep right But it is what it is, gotta eat, right? Cop them things they be whiter than your teeth, right? Dreamed some big things on my grandmama couch Hid some big things at my grandmama house Cause when you play the game every strike counts And why they call them 8 balls if they don't bounce? Bag full of breakdowns in the back yard But you can't get 'em out 'til it's backed off [Hook] [Verse 2] What it do nigga? 1 triple zero Who you be nigga? The neighborhood hero Dope game, no shame, nigga more pain Seen enough to drive a young nigga insane From the windows of the trap, see the prison bars Flashing lights on top, we call them prison cars This for my niggas make a livin' on they mobile phone Grind hard 'til your earrings cost a mobile home Ain't nothin' wrong with that, get your mobile on Get the bricks butt naked, get your Stroker's on All the other bullshit I could have focused on Said fuck that shit and kept my focus on [Hook] [Verse 3] Yeah they try to stop a nigga but I won't let 'em See the wheels? How the fuck you ain't gon' sweat 'em Bet you one thing, bet you niggas won't bet 'em G5 take off, you know I'm gon' jet 'em Road trips ain't shit, you know I go get 'em Plus my man send his check, you know we gon' split 'em Now it's so many shoes that I can't wear From that real nigga cloth, that's why you can't tell Always knew that I'd make it out someday Traffic jam, I was going down the one-way Twelve used to hit the block, I had to run away Now this nigga be flyer than the runway [Hook]
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