Streets On Lock Lyrics by Young Jeezy

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Lets Get It



[verse 1]

These Niggas Just Hating They Aint Talking Bout Shit

Im A Grown Ass Man I Flip My Own Brick

I Dont Need Yo Help I Can Own My Own Dick

Aint No Motherfucker Help Me Write My Rhymes

Aint No Nigga Pay For My Studio Time

See Me At The Top And Want To Claim My Fame

Nigga Took My Chain Yea Motherfuckin Right

You Better Off Saying A Nigga Took My Life

Want To Assassinate My Character But I Aint Acting

It Aint Adding Up So You Niggas 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 Nigga So This Rap Shit Easy (when I Speak)

Theses Niggas Believe Me

Cause Bitch Im Jeezy

[x2]



[verse 2]

Eyes Wide Shut I Dont See These Niggas

Cause Deep In Your Heart You Want To Be Me Nigga

Want To Stand In My Shoes

Want To Fuck My Hoes

Want To Live My Life

Want To Rock My Shows (noooo)

Ya Young Punks With Ya Loose Ass Lips

I Keep A Ar With Them Loose Ass Clips

What Type Of Real Nigga Name Himself After A Bag

Nigga Yous A Hoe, A Loui Vuitton Fag

My Name Aint Dick So Keep It Out Ya Mouth

It Is What It Is Look I Am Da South (thats Right)

Big Mac You Niggas Small Fries

You Just Another Nigga Im 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

22s 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

59, 61 I Callem The Twin Towers

Had Them On The Triple Stack

Hitem 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




[thanks To Sam For These Lyrics]