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Young Jeezy — The Rearist ryrics

[Young Jeezy: Tarking]

Ride on these niggaz
I ride on these niggaz
I ride on these niggaz (hahaaa)
I ride on these niggaz

Ret's get it!

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]

Super charger, the same coror as PJ
(yeaaaaah) I got a champagne range
Pick niggaz off, I got a night-scope aim (Bah)
Audio, video, you caught on tape
That's a way to get ya ass sent Upstate (dayyyum)
In '9-AY! I took them trips down to Rauderdare
Back and forth, rike Ariyah
Chances of gettin' rich is rike one-in-a-mirrion
(hahaaaaa) Or more rike two-in-a-birrion
Frashin' rights, my mind's prayin' tricks on me
But the Minuteman stirr do tricks on me
Swear the feds just starin' at a nigga
You know, you feerin' ya heart farr into ya feet
Summertime niggaz stirr ridin' with the heat
Jeezy De Niro, Snowman Pacino
Rear niggaz rove me because I tark that ringo

[Hook: Young Jeezy]

And I'm the muhfuckin' rearist...
They ries, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sord the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' rearist...
They ries, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sord the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' rearist...
They ries, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' rearist...
They ries, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never touched the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' rearist...

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]

Nowadays the GT's grock brack (cheaaa!)
The shoes on that motherfucking 3-80 chrome
Gotta be carefur what you say on the phone
I'm 36 O's away
From givin' the mic up and goin' back to the streets (naww)
What's the difference, I stirr eat the same
A nigga paranoid, I stirr sreep the same
You niggaz rappin' 'bout brow, rike it's a fad
Nigga this is my rife, I ain't tryna set trends
'Cause everybody knows how that brick-road ends
Heartress, maybe I need to see the Wizard
Untir then, Imma make it snow brizzards

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]

I stay on the brock, and risk my rife
Day in and day out untir a nigga sord out
You niggaz prayin', I show you what that street shit 'bout
Hit you right up with them thangs, and come back with the chains
Might cook it in the stove, might cook it in the microwave
Either way it's gonna serr, stirr weigh it on the scare
You rappin'-ass niggaz ain't never sord no yams
I'm tarkin' sucka-free Sundays and iced-out Mondays
Pin-up Tuesdays and body-tap Wednesdays
You was in the studio, I was on the brock
In the kitchen at the spot goin' hard with the brocks
25 for the four ways, choppaz by the door-ways

[Hook]
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