[feat. Bun B and Slick Pulla]

(young jeezy-intro)

Last time I checked I was the man on these streets

They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats

Got diarrhea flow, now I shit on niggas

Even when I'm constipated I still shit on niggas (let's get it on)

Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom

They blowin purple shit that keep me high like the moon

Yeaaaa, I'm an affiliate, im no hitman

Yeaaaa, I'm an affiliate, im no hitman

Yeaaaa, I'm an affiliate, im no hitman

I'm a hater like you, fuck my wristband

Nigga sneak this, and that aint how we play

Fuck with mind, get ya drama like the DJ (that's right, dramatic nigga)

Now tell me I aint real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill (that's

right)

Now tell me I aint real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill

(young jeezy-verse one)

Last time I checked I was the man on these streets

They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats

Got diarrhea flow, now I shit on niggas

Even when I'm constipated I still shit on niggas (let's get it on)

Got some Super Friends in the Legion of Doom

They blowin purple shit that keep me high like the moon

Yeaaaa, I'm an affiliate, im no hitman

I'm a hater like you, fuck my wristband

Nigga sneak this, and that aint how we play

Fuck with mind, get ya drama like the DJ (that's right)

Now tell me I aint real, this AR that I'm holdin got a gangsta grill

Went from old school chevys

To beamer coupes

Got a 100 niggas with me and everybody gon shoot (yeaaaa)

Try me nigga, that's your first mistake

Eat your lil ass up like a chanterelle plate

The whole pie like Dominoes, yes indeed

I'm tryna stack my bacon up, I need extra cheese

You can try dog, but it aint easy

Mix the flake with the soul and carry Young Jeezy (damnnn)

You still wanna talk flow man?

Soft white like a ??? snowman

(young jeezy-chorus)

Smoke perp by the pound, ounce by the fifth

Free up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaaa)

We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga

Ya know these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth

Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaaa)

We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga)

(bun b-verse two)

Yea, back up in the hood again, where it's all good again

Ridin candy slab, grippin on the wood again

Outta line niggas get back in place where you shoulda been

In case you don't understand, we'll make it understood again

King of the underground, my gangsta will never fail

You bout to make me go postal for fuckin with my mail

You got the connect, but you aint got the clientele and tell

You the hoax and niggas know it, that shit aint hard to tell

Rat bitch, recognize that your cheese aint been to sales

I'm fina break some bread with the feds, you dumb as hell

I been around the block before, sold it all for rock to blow

And I don't fuck around, when the feds in town I got to go

Respect my mind cause I'm a trill old schooler

Summertime get too hot I wait for winter when its cooler

UGK for life, free the pimp, you know the deal

In PAT it's Trap Or Die and we aint down for gettin killed

(young jeezy-chorus)

Smoke perp by the pound, ounce by the fifth

Free up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaaa)

We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga

Ya know these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth

Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaaa)

We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga

(slick pulla-verse three)

We think like mathematicians, move like mobsters

It's bout to be a grizzly winter nigga straight monster (real nigga)

I'm posted up with my big schlapps, big snakes, big straps

You don't wanna feel that

Street addicts get a buzz from the hustlin

Fuck the government, we got our own, the Track-Publicans

Chillin pimp niggas don't know the first thing about the block

I'm 279 grams of straight drop out the pot

Real street niggas, all the ghetto hoes on our jock

When I hit the strip, all my troops listen while I talk

This what I tell em, Take these yams lil man,

break it down, get back, see a couple grams

And don't talk to square niggas, you know, spongebobs

Kanye West niggas, talking through the wire dawg

Watch for goonies when you got it, niggas wanna rob

And pull a staff and quarterback em like Brett Favre

(young jeezy-chorus)

Smoke perp by the pound, ounce by the fifth

Free up on the first then again on the fifth (yeaaaa)

We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga

Ya know these hoes love a nigga cause they know that we the truth

Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaaa)

We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga