Let's Get It: Thug Motivation 101 lyrics

[intro]
Yeah dope boy, this is the official hustler's anthem
You gettin money, throw it in the air

[Young Jeezy]
Guess who's bizzack (back)
Still smell the blow in my clothes
Like Krispy Kreme, I was cookin them O's (cookin them O's)
Like horse shoes, I was tossin them O's
Time to re-up gotta recycle the flow ('cycle the flow)
I'm emotional, I hug the block (aye)

Like the person needs his soul “uh huh, jeah”
Fight the will “ay” to need his own “ay, ay, ay”
“Just talk to em for a minute, ay just talk to em for a minute”
Like the baby “ay” needs to cry “uh huh jeah”
if you go “ay" I swear “jeah” ill die “ay, ay, ay”

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
Got one baby mama, no -----, no wife
Like pac, ya need a thug in your life
A young ----- to straight come through and beat it up
Let ya man come be the freak, he can eat it up
Shorty got the fine, she aint let me down yet
Got a Aquafina floor, call it well wet
Baby good with her mouth, says the right things
Got a head on her shoulders, she does the right thing

[Young Jeezy verse:]
Welcome to da life of a young thug nigga (jea)
Only hang out wit dem criminals and dem drug dealers (ayyy)
I'm from even where da dead die (die)
But try an do it big like da kid from bedstuy
I see death around da corna and i aint scared I got a ?? wit 15 and I'm fully prepared (that's right)
Lord a mercy 20 rounds in a clip (jea)

Akon and Young Jeezy
Trying to take it easy
Only way to go
And so

[Chorus "Akon"]
But if you looking for me
I'll be on the block with my thang ----ed
Possibly sitting on a drop now
Because im a rider
I'm just a soul survivor
Everybody know the game dont stop
Trying to make it to the top, before your --- get popped now
If you a rider, oh yes a soul surviver

[Verse 1]

[Jeezy]
Shit man fuck
[Police Officer]
Drivers license and registration pleez
[Jeezy]
Hey whats up sir umm, look umm
[Police Officer]
Sir could you pleez step out tha car
[Jeezy]
Oh not a problem officer its all good im jusy know what im sayin commin from droppin ma lil boy off at ma baby momma house here go ma license right here

[Verse 1 (Jeezy)]

Yeah, ay
Jeah
Ay nigga
If you at the light right now nigga
And the nigga sweating you my nigga
Looking at you cause you got the big boy shoes on ya shit my nigga
Ay roll down ya motherfucking window nigga
Blow out that dro smoke nigga
Tell that nigga that's how the fuck ya feel nigga
Ya feel like ya look nigga
Ya feel good nigga
What's happening nigga?
Let's get it, ay
Ay, let's go

Ay, ay, check out the man, check out the man,
Ay, ay, check out the man check out the man
"lets get it"

I used to hit the kitchen lights "lights" cockroaches everywhere
Hit the kitchen lights "lights" now its marble floors everywhere "ha-ha"
Call the carpenter the roof on the coups gone "jeah"
Give a fuck what he sold im the truth holms "that's right"

[Young Jeezy]
I'm the realest nigga in here you already know
Got trapper of the year four times in a row (what they give you?)
A lifetime supply of baking soda clientele
A rolling bar, two pounds and three scales
Can get bout 50 and a Hummer
The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Coke prices up and down like six-fours

Tryin to get Bosey George and Diego money
And stack it all up like Lego money
Played with them blocks call it Tetris
Real talk a hundred carats in my necklace
Look up in the sky and tell me what you see
The clouds naw nigga not me
I see opportunity im a opportunist
Nigga you heard what I said im a opportunist
Soft to hard white to green
All these free agents you better build your team

I'm here now you old news
Gotta couple old porches, couple old schools
I'll line ya ass up push ya tape backwards
Cuz ima real nigga I don't like rappers
And that ain't this and this ain't that
And bitch I'm strapped
Fuck wit real niggaz that'll cut ya throat
And they don't drink Pepsi they just sell Coke
All I do is talk dro its like my brain on drugs

[Cannon]
[Verse 1]
Guess whos bizzack
Still smell the blow on my clothes
Like crispy cream i was cooking them o's
Like horseshoes i was tossin them o's
Time to re-up gotta recycle the flow
Im emotional
I hug the block
Im so emotional
I love my glock
Cash rules everything around me
So whats realer
Bout the scriller so call me a ghost face killa
Its kinda hard to be drug free

I went from old school Chevy's to drop top porches
You couldn't walk a mile off in my Air Forces
And you ain't seen what I've seen
I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans
I went from old school Chevy's to drop top porches
And you ain't did what I did
If you from where I'm from you gotta get how you live

Everybody already know jeezy real street nigga

Every time I do it I do it for my hood [repeat 2X]
And every time I do it I do it for they hood
And every time I do it I do it for yo hood
And every time I do it I do it for they hood
It's understood I do it for the hood

The streets love jeezy and I love 'em back
If I still had the work I getcha sack
It's all gravy still reaching wit my words

[Young Jeezy]
Ay
Ay
Ay
Ay, jeah
Ay
Jeah, ay, ay, ay

[Young Jeezy]
I told 'em straight drop this and ziplock that
Right on my waistline is where I kept that strap (yeeeeah)
I remember nights I didn't remember nights (nights)
I damn near went crazy, had to get it right (that's right)
Now I'm ya favorite rapper's favorite rapper (ay)

[HOOK]

It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map
got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
(ay) [5x]
I do it for the trappers with tha-tha-tha rocks
and them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks
(ay) [5x]

[VERSE 1]

Im strapped up, Im iced out
a nigga play, its lights out
cost a cool quarter million, thats how you'll find me

I'm a t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
Got the city on lock, big shoes on the car
And she likes it (she likes it nigga) Ay
And she likes it (chyeah)
(Lets get it) Got the city on smash
Streets on click clock
Eighty grand just to see the Jacob go tick tock (haha)
I'm so materialistic, so well connected
Just ask about it, so well respected (ayy)
Run the streets all day I don't get no sleep (nope)

[Intro:]
Convict
Akon and Young Jeezy
Tryin' to take it easy
Only way to go
And So...

[Chorus (Akon):]
If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop (Now)
'Cuz I'm a rida (Yeah)
I'm just a Soul Survivor

'Cuz er'body know the game don't stop
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now)
If you a rida (Yeah)

First I'm going to stack my flow
Then I'm going to stack some more
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house
Get fresh and jump in one of them cars
Hit the club and get one of them broads
It's a wrap on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out

Patty cake patty cake microwave
These suckas make a square, damn I'm paid

[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
We getting money over here what it do pimpin
See you boys tipping but you boys ain't tipping
Hold up a yeah it's something wrong wit it
If the money gon' nigga be the fuck on wit it

[Bun B]
Don't worry bout what the fuck we smokin over here
Don't worry bout what the fuck we drankin over here
Don't worry bout who the fuck was standing over here

[Chorus]
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
If you ain't from round here dog don't even come around
Twist ya fingers up bang motherfucker bang
Throw ya hoods up bang motherfucker bang
Eastside! (Hit 'em up bang motherfucker bang)
Westside! (Hit 'em up, bang motherfucker bang)

[Young Jeezy]

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
Got one baby mama, no -----, no wife
Like pac, ya need a thug in your life
A young ----- to straight come through and beat it up
Let ya man come be the freak, he can eat it up
Shorty got the fine, she aint let me down yet
Got a Aquafina floor, call it well wet
Baby good with her mouth, says the right things
Got a head on her shoulders, she does the right thing

[Young Jeezy]
Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats
Got down real flow, now I shit on niggaz
Even when I'm constipated I still shit on niggaz (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, I'm no hitman

JEEZY:
Last time I checked I was the man on the streets.They call me residue I leave blow on these beats. I got diarreah flow, man I shit on niggas, even when I'm constipated, I still shit on niggas.

Got some supa friends in da legion of doom
They blowin purple shit that keep me high like the moon
I'm an affliate I know hit men
I'mma hater like you fuck my wrist then