[Young Jeezy]
[Street Niggaz]
[Chorus]
gang-gang-gangstas...
street niggaz...
real gangstas...
street niggaz...
[Verse 1]
I relate to niggaz and they relate to me
Real niggas do real things thats how it supposed to be
Cut from the same clothe make the same shirt
Prolly had the same plug and got the same worth
Ill whack ur ass and skip to the N.O.
And lay low in the projects wit my ken-folk
AK-47 with the shoulder strap
Set it off had it sounded like the Nolia clap
Got 2 strikes nigga dodgin the one time
This real life got the nerve to call it punchline
Well i got a punch line for ya
You aint talkin bout shit i wanna see my lawyer
[Chorus]
gang-gang-gangstas...
street niggaz...
real gangstas...
street niggaz...
gang-gang-gangstas...
street niggaz...
real gangstas...
street niggaz...
[Verse 2]
Fuck the style
They jockin my slang
Im a real street nigga
We are not the same
Im grown nigga
So play wit ur own kids
I'm on nigga
So get ur own ad libs
One white girl left
Save the last dance
My partner said you want it
Well this ur last chance
Funny how a Nextel can get u 50 years
Co-defendent makin deals like he work at Sears
Still posted at the Amoco
Judge givin cash three numbers like an Amoco
Play the game how it go
Fuck what a nigga think
Cuz under pressure niggaz change like chameleon paint
[Chorus]
gang-gang-gangstas...
street niggaz...
real gangstas...
street niggaz...
gang-gang-gangstas...
street niggaz...
real gangstas...
street niggaz...
[Verse 3]
ay...ay...
White shit in my attic
And i aint talkin sheet rock
They killed the nigga round the corner
Now the blocks hot
Blockbuster night
Glocks poppin like popcorn
Folks comin threw shakin niggas like popcorn
Niggas soft like hot butter
And they might talk
concession stand ass niggas love to drop salt
Im a street poet
let me paint a picture
1st of the month
Time to get a scrilla
Couple O's over here
Couple O's over there
Got a whole one stashed in my livin room chair
Dude never smile aint shit funny
Jeezy Maguire, now show me the money
