Young Jeezy - Streets On Lock lyrics

Ay....Ay....Ay....Chea....Ay ....Ay.... Let's get it [Verse 1] These n***as just hating they ain't talking bout sh** I'm a grown a** man I flip my own brick I don't need yo help I can own my own dick Ain't no motherf**er help me write my rhymes Ain't no n***a pay for my studio time See me at the top and want to claim my fame n***a took my chain yea motherf**in right You better off saying a n***a took my life Want to a**a**inate my character but I ain't acting It ain't adding up so you n***as subtracting B.I.G. said it first more money more problems The why I see it more problems more money (whatsup) [Hook] I got the streets on lock Atlanta on my back I do it for the hood You got a problem with that Real n***a so this rap sh** easy (when I speak) Theses n***as believe me cause b**h I'm Jeezy [x2] [Verse 2] Eyes wide shut I don't see these n***as Cause deep in your heart you want to be me n***a Want to stand in my shoes Want to f** my hoes Want to live my life Want to rock my shows (noooo) Ya young punks with ya loose a** lips I keep a AR with them loose a** clips What type of real n***a name himself after a bag n***a you's a hoe, a Loui Vuitton f*g My name ain't dick so keep it out ya mouth It is what it is look I am Da South (that's right) Big Mac you n***as small fries You just another n***a I'm more like the franchise (whatsup) [Hook] [Verse 3] I was born in the Field raised in Atlanta Pop busted a nut here so I was made in Atlanta (ha ha) Mat Lew died so I stayed in Atlanta Had a plug on the squares got paid in Atlanta 22's on the 2-door it sits so right Ice tray on my wrist yea it shines so bright Make moves in the day and I ball by night 9/11 Porsche I was on that flight 5'9, 6'1 I call'em the twin towers Had them on the triple stack Hit'em both in the shower Pedal to the medal bout a buck 85 Mr. 17-5 slow head well I drive (whatsup) [Hook] Ay.... Ay.... Ay.... Chea....Ay