38 - Young Jeezy

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I don’t think they know the time

I don’t think they know the time

I don’t think they know the time

I don’t think they know the time

I don’t think they know the time

Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the sign

Heard they going for the 30 straight

I can’t lie, man that shit got me .38

Red hot, on fire

Glass pot, on fire

Red dot, on fire

5 shots, on fire

Uh oh, your boy’s back

And he way too flashy, got my toys back

Nigga I just left the lot, I ain’t come to play

He pull me for my dealer tag, fuck you tryin' to say

Know some niggas doing 10, blame it on the yay

Clip hold a half a hundred, blame it on the K

Still the realest nigga in it, these niggas CB4

This is «Fuck A Nigga» records, and I’m the CEO

Got them stacked long and wide like some Lego blocks

This ain’t even my real home, this my Lego spot

You ever seen so much money in a duffle bag?

Soon as you open up the zipper, bitch the duffle brag

I don’t think they know the time

Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the sign

Heard they going for the 30 straight

I can’t lie, man that shit got me .38

Red hot, on fire

Glass pot, on fire

Red dot, on fire

5 shots, on fire

I’m in that purple Lamb', looking like some dirty Sprite

Catchin' passes with them birds, yeah that Roddy White

Where I’m from them things hot, and that talk is cheap

And ain’t nobody hearin' shit, cause they trying to eat

All they can eat, buffet style

Nigga sellin' anything, buffet wild

DB9 stupid grill, yeah that overbite

Need me 9 stupid deals, this shit is overpriced

Got it vacuum sealed up, that’s to hide the scent

So much that if they pull you over, smell it through the vent

If them peoples hit the lights, I be a nervous wreck

When you don’t fear nothin' but the lights, now that’s a nervous check

I don’t think they know the time

Heard the streets fucked up, I can see the sign

Heard they going for the 30 straight

I can’t lie, man that shit got me .38

Red hot, on fire

Glass pot, on fire

Red dot, on fire

5 shots, on fire

That black tee with them nice hoodies

The ski mask is my uniform

You know I heard your homies don’t like them

If they the right price I might go shootin' 'em for you

Take the heaters out on you hoe cakes

Niggas took a stand on that dope case

Got murked out chillin' at a bird house

Shoulda seen the look on that ho face

When we kicked the doors off the hinge

Niggas that don’t really go all out to win

Six feet deep when you catch a nigga sleep in the streets

Man I bet he won’t doze off again

Niggas took a Chevy and blowed off the lid

Show a hundred pounds and balled off the bitch

A couple hundred shots will hold off the pigs

'Til my homeboy Will get home off his bid

I’mma still do stickups

Two Mossberg pumps in the pickup

Everybody keep your cool cause if anybody move

The bust shots will tear your whole clique up

Niggas get rushed out the ambulance lift up, lift off

Face in his ribcage, ripped off

Niggas tax 30 badges for the 36

I’d rather rob and steal than flip soft I’mma stay on… fire