Jody Breeze - Uptown(Jeezy Diss) lyrics

Ayee, you always talkin always flexin Me, I'm always strapped with Smith and Wessons(bah) I tried to tell you I'm not one to test in So f** you and whoevers in your session(f** em) You in your club I hope you brung your Vest in Cause when I bust, I'm bustin in yo direction (bah) No askin questions, you can't tell me nothin(ah uh) And so what you like to g**n b**h I do the same, stupid sons of b**hes Hey Young Jeezy momma sorry your son is a b**h, and It's okay I'm gon fix him, my k**as ain't gon let up Tell them n***as with ya Go head and get wet up [Hook] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay You can run and tell them n***as Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay You can run and tell dem s**as Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on Aye, do you remember me, I remember you Boyz N Da Hood s**a they remember too Whaddup Duke, whaddup Gee, whaddup o, whaddup d Whaddup slim, whaddup suite, whaddup stone, whaddup G's Aye, but lett me get, get, get, get back down to buisness This n***as not f**in with me I promise god is my witness(YEsss) I must have spat his a** a thousand times never did I mention your name Not in a thousand rhymes(s**a) But you still wanna play with me, shawty where I'm from(Aye, Aye) You don't play with g's Semi automatics,(yeah) I stay with these Neva ask to hit your blunt b**h I stay with weed The rap games too easy like my abc's First time I met you, I, knew you had a phd Haa hater, fake a** name you made up Keep frontin get ate up ,I'm just tellin you straight up I've been f**in hoes natural playa An I don't know what you think this is you betta get up out my way cuz I neva told nobody bout the time, ocean drive you and keysha cole Remember that I coulda popped ya a**, but I didn't want ta explode or expose ya Know I yous to hold you, this is not no gangsta ya'll You are only broke tools, neva had no sk**s Jazzy got yo deal, BMF the only reason you appear to be real, but It's okay, it's okay, who you think you foolin' Every club that we ever hit, I always took my tool in Yea, I will turn you into sushi, and you got yo style from Gucci You on your way out, I'm on my way in And all you did was grin, when shawty shot yo friend Now his momma cryn, you steady lyin', but I'm gon flip tha script It's yo mommas time, And I won't say no names like you did, but they doin time That's my partna them, that's my partna them I know real bloods, I know real crips, you are not one Thas real sh**! (You n***as know what is hapennin, Jody mothaf**in breeze n***a I try not to do sh** like this, but, you know, n***as not know ?? Real G's, Real GA n***a, Shoutouts to A town n***a, you know how I get down n***a f** you n***a, Rep yo hood n***a Where you from, you ain't even from the A Town For real n**uh You got yo screen name but you ain't made a pause in the hood Huh, I do dis sh**, I know what I want, what I need f** you talkin bout, Breeze, BAHH(Bah))