letra de jeezy speaks (interlude) - t.i.
[jeezy]
look, first of all, tip, welcome home, my n-gga. god bless the child that got his own, n-gga. god bless the n-ggas blowin’ the [?], n-gga. y’all know what it is? we on our motherf-ckin’ own, n-gga. this a-town, n-gga. nothin’ in between, know what i’m talkin’ ’bout? n-ggas ridin’ clean, n-ggas gettin’ to that bread, n-ggas bustin’ heads, y’all know what it is, n-ggas. it’s a motherf-ckin’ recession, though. we still grindin’, ho you know what it is, we ain’t playin’ no motherf-ckin’ games, ’cause if it is, we winnin’ motherf-cker. you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout? i don’t give a f-ck what is is, n-gga, [?], you know what i’m sayin’? [?], whatever it is, n-gga. n-ggas turnt up out this b-tch. you can’t turn us down. we don’t wanna be turnt down, n-gga, nah bro. matter fact, i don’t even know where the f-ckin’ kn-b at, n-gga. it’s a-town sh-t, n-gga. i’m talkin’ ’bout love and loyalty, n-gga. you see this unity around you, n-gga? ain’t this sh-t beautiful, motherf-cker? i’m talkin’ ’bout look at it. take a picture. hold on, cl!ck cl!ck, yeah, you heard what the f-ck i said. get your motherf-ckin’ head busted, n-gga. it’s a-town, n-gga. that’s right, capital a, capital t, t-o-w-n, n-gga. you know we ’bout to motherf-ckin’ win. we gon’ stand tall like a motherf-ckin’ tree. you understand me? real talk, n-gga. up the motherf-ckin’ muscle. ain’t no motherf-ckin’ games being played. we don’t play those, n-gga. we gettin’ money, it’s a million dollar n-ggas around here, n-gga. you know what the f-ck it is, n-gga. we f-ck our own hoes, wear our own clothes, n-gga. drive our own cars. we look like movie stars. you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout? this “f-ck da city up”. mlk, you know what it is, n-gga. you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout? i ain’t no martin luther king, but i’m definitely malcolm x, you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout? and we up next, n-gga. we [?], reign, supreme. this a-town, n-gga. zones one through six. you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout? real n-ggas with big d-cks. we don’t f-ck around, n-gga. big cars, coupes, four doors. i’m talkin’ ’bout, i got some sh-t right now in my garage right now, you know what the f-ck it is, n-gga. i’ma call [?] and tell him “pull up on me, explain this sh-t.” you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout? you don’t know what this sh-t is, n-gga. you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout? real n-ggas do real things. i don’t say that ’cause it’s a catch phrase, i say that ’cause it gotta be said, n-gga. we bustin’ heads, n-gga
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