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jeezy - get ya mind right lyrics

[intro]
i’m one of the realest n-ggas in this sh-t, man
i got the motherf-ckin’ streets, n-gga
i came in this game with everything i motherf-ckin’ want
n-gga, this sh-t is about respectin’ me
love to see when i walk up in the club;
n-gga run up on me and tell me, i’m the realest n-gga livin’
n-gga, you know what i’m sayin?

[young jeezy]
i’m the realest n-gga in it—you already know
got trapper of the year four times in a row (what they give you?)
a lifetime supply of baking soda clientele
a rolley watch, two pots and three scales (let’s get it)
can get bout 50 in the hummer
the birds fly down south to georgia for the summer (yeeahh)
money, hoes, cars, clothes
c0ke prices up and down like ’64s (chea)
just cuz i’m fly like a helicopter
the federales on my tail call ’em bird watchers (ayyy)
minus the bullsh-t life’s great
just got a camera in the peach in my license plate (yeeahh)

[hook]
what it do? what the business is?
word on the street jeezy known to handle his
b-tch getcha mind right let me talk to ’em
b-tch getcha mind right let me talk to ’em
what it do? what the business is?
word on the street jeezy known to handle his
b-tch getcha mind right let me talk to ’em
b-tch getcha mind right let me talk to ’em

[young jeezy]
it’s not a trick question yeah i’m strapped b-tch
also ripped n-gga miss me wit that rap sh-t (yeeahh)
rappin -ss n-gga better do numbers
i ain’t gotta rap i’mma do numbers (chea)
a big shoot out on the highway
jeezy hangin out the coupe lettin’ it ride sideways (that’s right)
a straight g n-gga don’t tempt me
i’ll lend you the whole clip til the sh-t empty (chea)
big stacks yeah i got that
that’s why i cop that cris by the six pack (yeeahh)
got the fed lines ringin’ like a telethon (what)
snitches want me locked up like akon

[young jeezy]
jeezy a rider, jeezy a motherf-ckin fool
don’t approach him like that you and jeezy ain’t cool (chea)
jeezy a gangsta he rolls wit the real g’s
and if he’s smokin best believe its real trees (yeeahh)
from l.a. straight kush
presidential sh-t call it george bush (that’s right)
everyday is like a game call it fear factor
gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor
seen n-ggas leave here and they ain’t comin back
left ’em slumped on the grain in his cadillac (d-mn)
jimmy crack corn, jeezy flip o’s
i just stick to the script y’all n-ggas hoes (ayy)

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