And Then What Freestyle

I had the green in my auntie house, like Jeezy

Guns in my grandma, fo' sheezy

Baby mama holding that work, and that's real

A nigga took something from Gotti and got killed

Shady pistol drive, we posted up on the hill

And the grams and the halves for fifty, how I feel

I got it, been had it since '95

'73 Monte green, twenty inch tires

(Southern Smoke!)

Pop where that chicken



Right back on the street, with they snitching ass

Say my name, you won't get

Got the beam on the top, let's hit it

I went to school with a phone and a pager

Because a nigga major was selling niggas major

Prices got outrageous, niggas started robbing

Gotti got a chopper, chop a nigga block

Boom, boom, like a fucking helicopter

Sandwich bag, razor, quarter thing in a locker



You was working 9 to 5's, I was slinging blocks up



I was sipping Cristal, you were drinking vodka

I'ma keep a pistol, all my niggas locked

Gudda doing ten, but they still can't stop us

I'ma hold the block up, got it on my shoulder

'67 drop, worth the price of a Rover

Macked out, blacked out, old school Nova

Lights out, hang out, fuck a nigga Hova

Bitch get your mind right, thought a nigga told you



Yo Gotti from the north, I'm a dirty south soldier

Full time grinder, dirty south boss

Spent sixty five thou' on a white and yellow cross

Another forty five for a white and yellow chain

Another thirty five just to let you know my name

I'm back to the basics, I'm back to the block

I never left the dope alone, I never left the Glocks

I never closed shop, I never left the city

To you hate motherfuckers, if you want me come get me

I'm still in the same hood, still do the same shit

Still got the same homies, still fuck the same bitch

Got a plan to get money? I'm with it

What's up Jeezy? Let's get it