Jeezy - A Town Summer lyrics

One of the realest n***as that ever messed with these n***as mane (told these n***as mane) Ya'll gon miss me wen I'm gone n***a CT in the buildin n***a (yuh) Slick Pulla whats good n***a? (ya'knamsayin) Homeboy representin' (huy) Bloy Ride whats good n***a? USDA. . (you wanna feel this n***a pay attention) Aim for the sky (sky) thats all i can tell ya (yup) Roll the purple up an get high like delta (aye) I'm in my own world, way up in the clouds (clouds) Gangta pardice no haters allowed (gangsta greazy) Hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on drum I don't think these n***as heard my big hung there n***a Play that sh** back in the re-bup n***a These CTE USDA the voice box of the block Aim for the sky (sky) thats all i can tell ya (yup) Roll the purple up an get high like delta (aye) I'm in my own world, way up in the clouds (clouds) Gangsta pardice no haters allowed (gangsta greazy) It all happened so fast Take time think. . .pinch myself take time to blink (aye) So what do ya do wen the whole world loves ya? (loves ya) The hustlers an the gangstas put nuttin above ya? (chea) Love is love, ya just can't fake it (uh uh) These n***as really happy to see one of us make it Don't talk much, do a whole lotta thinkin My nerves still bad do a whole lotta drinkin (deeam) Hot summer nights wake up ina cold sweat (sweat) Gave my partner ten he ain't come yet (nope) Still I ride big boy coupes threw traffic Can get 20 years for what I got in this plastic (ha ha) An it don't stop there look at my pa**engers seat (aye) Can getta another 10 for just packin the heat (deeam) Cuz now a days man, these n***as'll k** ya Think ya heart like concret these n***as'll drill ya (whaa?) It ain't a crime until ya get caught (caught) Just thought I'd take a minute to bless ya with my thoughts (ya know) Money is a terrible thing to waste Thats why ya stack it to the ceilin' hide it all in ya safe (whoo) I'm so complex I gotta beautiful mind I'm such a hustler, I gotta beautiful grind (I know) An I can take ya n***as back to the gentlemen's club You can catch me upstairs I'm such a gentlemen's thug Get off my dick thats what you need to do (need to do) O.G. an Shuga cain't vouch for you (ha ha) In '98 I had the GS-Fo (wha?) Get my Busta Rhymes on, n***a gimme sum mo' You n***as just rap about it, I was livin it Take ya back wen timbo an Davinem(?) was gettin it Cook it on the stove not the microwave Back wen n***as rolled around an asked fingawaves(?) Cain't forget them Edward J mixtapes Wen n***as wit them machanics veiled just to get straight See these rap n***as wouldn't know nuttin 'bout that (nah) Like a V.H.S., just around the back (deeam) I risk my life just to talk like this (yup) An this the mutherf**in thanks i get? I swear I ride threw the city in a two-seater (yuh!) Fo-Five on my hip, black beater All I need is one mike, or a half a brick Gimme a, half an hour I be on sum sh** (yeeeahhh) Trap stay boomin' yeah we breeze threw the packs (packs) This rap sh** easy I just breeze threw the tracks Wen ya, hot ya hot, wen ya not ya not (not ya not) Prolly why them white boys keep rushin' the spot (yuh) An urrbody tellin me how nice i am, (oh you're so) but I'mma real street n***a so ain't givin' a damn (uh uh) A day in the life just anutha episode I'm in the streets like them lions in the middle a the road (aye) New lambo got the feds all curious (curious) So you can stop watchin' me I take this rap sh** serious (yuh) So whynot stay in the studio for hours Wen you can make same pay as you do wit powder (yuh) Shot towns lovin me, L.A.'s feelin' me This clown keep talkin lil' n***a ya k**in' me (ha ha) Or betta yet ya k**in yaself (yup) f**in' wit the big boys could be bad for ya health I take sh** personal I'm so sincere The lil' n***a chunk hit me so i took taked his career (ha ha) Catch me cruisin threw the city in sum'n bout a buck fity (neeermm) Top down, iced out, won't any n***a f** wit me An I was shinin' like that before my album dropped An that was right around the time that yo album flopped