Young Roddy - What That Is lyrics

[Verse: 1 Young Roddy] And It's still jets at ya throat mang And I'm still hearin voice from that po' man f** getting rich let's get wealthy For sure mane What this audio dope, but n***as still a dope mane Word to my brother trade, high stay roasted Jets over everything n***as know my slogan Sliding in the two door coup, picture me rollin b**h wanna get paid better get with the program And I'm tryin cop that Porsche for the summer n***a And let's keep it real them other camps ain't f**in' with us And I might be young but I ain't on no new sh** I'm in my Jet gear Yeah I rock my crew sh** With no stunt double my life a movie Uh, I've never been a fan of excuses Blow smoke in the face of a nuisance And if it's us against them you know who's losin' Owwwww [Hook:] Ah is you crazy Welcome to our winner circle baby Uh my n***a & it's still Jets over everything I put that on everything Uh is you crazy Welcome to our winner circle baby Ah my n***a & it's still "Good Sense" over everything I put that on everything Owwww [Curren$y talking] One Time We gotta thank Young Roddy for putting this together, making this possible This next joint I light for Max B tho..... [Verse:2 Curren$y] Uh, this one got me thinking about a mark 7 Lincoln, sinkin', in the interior Smell that beautiful stankin'? Fort Knox my bracelet, my pinkie Don't be mad at me Talk to God, that's who's giving me Anything I ask for Wait until you see my next car Smokin' big the bigavelli's bars b**h rollin up jernts just as fat as her a** is, dog Man, how did I get here? Worked so hard, want this sh** so bad Greatful for what I got but hustlin for what I don't have Posted with my b**h from the Bay Thinking of ways to stay rollin' up and gettin paid [Hook]