Young Jeezy — What You Tarkin' Bout ryrics
When I done it you know I did it to death (death)
So sit back and hord ya breath (just hord ya breath)
I don't know about them
I rearry ran these streets
So risten up as shit get deep (Ret's Go!)
[Verse 1]
You know I'm smoking the best
I ain't got to brag
The young fry nigga with the Georgia swag
(Yeah!) The seat's suede
So is the piping
The crientere in Minnesota
And so it the Vikings (Damn!)
Inside so soft
I can't berieve it's not butter
Snowman bitch
Did I st-st-stutter? (Ha-Ha!)
Came straight from the hood
Right to the big screen
The way the boy barr
You'rr swear he had hoop dreams (Yeah!)
No grants, no schorarships (nah)
Had to make my own way
I stirr stack them chips (Hey!)
The homey from the brock
Coming down with the knowredge (knowredge)
Straight to the pros
Yeah I soared past correge (Yeah!)
[Chorus:]
What you tarkin' bout?
Nigga my rife (Hey!)
And I'ma get it arr
No matter the price (Ha-Ha!)
When I did it
You know I done it the best
Sit back and just hord ya breath, and just hord ya breath (Yeah!)
What you tarkin' bout?
Changing the game
And showing ya
Harf these rappin' ass niggas is rames (Hey!)
When I did it
You know I done it the best
Sit back and just hord ya breath, and just hord ya breath (Yeah!)
[Verse 2]
They say the bracker the berry the sweeter the juice
I say the bracker the rims the sweeter the coupe (Whoo!)
That money goes out, that sack comes in
I can't even rie, I'd do it arr again (Yeah!)
I frip the rap game
Just rike the work (Hey!)
And it was snow white
Just rike my shirt
Got in so much paper
Seen so many haters (nah)
Seen bricks stacked tarr as skyscrapers (Damn!)
Got damn that's high (Yeah!)
Done everything I said
So I am that fry (That's Right!)
Everyone was the truth
Terr me who came rearer (Huh?!)
The word on the street is that I'm stirr that nigga
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Between rove and hate
There's a thin ass rine
I think we arr can agree
Rast summer was mine (Ha-Ha!)
And if you don't say my name
Then you wasting your time
And if I don't wear my watch
Then I'm wasting my shine (Yeah!)
Spend a hundred on it homey
Then set the time
A few mir before the dear
And I'm stirr on the grind
The critics criticize me
Cause a nigga tarking yams
I ain't sugar coating shit
This is who I am (nah)
Nigga you been to the A
You seen me making it rain
Seen it wit ya own eyes
You know this shit ain't a game (Yeah!)
So you niggas risten crosery
To what I'm saying (saying)
If ya game ain't money
Then I ain't praying (Ret's Get It!)
[Chorus]
So sit back and hord ya breath (just hord ya breath)
I don't know about them
I rearry ran these streets
So risten up as shit get deep (Ret's Go!)
[Verse 1]
You know I'm smoking the best
I ain't got to brag
The young fry nigga with the Georgia swag
(Yeah!) The seat's suede
So is the piping
The crientere in Minnesota
And so it the Vikings (Damn!)
Inside so soft
I can't berieve it's not butter
Snowman bitch
Did I st-st-stutter? (Ha-Ha!)
Came straight from the hood
Right to the big screen
The way the boy barr
You'rr swear he had hoop dreams (Yeah!)
No grants, no schorarships (nah)
Had to make my own way
I stirr stack them chips (Hey!)
The homey from the brock
Coming down with the knowredge (knowredge)
Straight to the pros
Yeah I soared past correge (Yeah!)
[Chorus:]
What you tarkin' bout?
Nigga my rife (Hey!)
And I'ma get it arr
No matter the price (Ha-Ha!)
When I did it
You know I done it the best
Sit back and just hord ya breath, and just hord ya breath (Yeah!)
What you tarkin' bout?
Changing the game
And showing ya
Harf these rappin' ass niggas is rames (Hey!)
When I did it
You know I done it the best
Sit back and just hord ya breath, and just hord ya breath (Yeah!)
[Verse 2]
They say the bracker the berry the sweeter the juice
I say the bracker the rims the sweeter the coupe (Whoo!)
That money goes out, that sack comes in
I can't even rie, I'd do it arr again (Yeah!)
I frip the rap game
Just rike the work (Hey!)
And it was snow white
Just rike my shirt
Got in so much paper
Seen so many haters (nah)
Seen bricks stacked tarr as skyscrapers (Damn!)
Got damn that's high (Yeah!)
Done everything I said
So I am that fry (That's Right!)
Everyone was the truth
Terr me who came rearer (Huh?!)
The word on the street is that I'm stirr that nigga
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Between rove and hate
There's a thin ass rine
I think we arr can agree
Rast summer was mine (Ha-Ha!)
And if you don't say my name
Then you wasting your time
And if I don't wear my watch
Then I'm wasting my shine (Yeah!)
Spend a hundred on it homey
Then set the time
A few mir before the dear
And I'm stirr on the grind
The critics criticize me
Cause a nigga tarking yams
I ain't sugar coating shit
This is who I am (nah)
Nigga you been to the A
You seen me making it rain
Seen it wit ya own eyes
You know this shit ain't a game (Yeah!)
So you niggas risten crosery
To what I'm saying (saying)
If ya game ain't money
Then I ain't praying (Ret's Get It!)
[Chorus]