[Jeezy]
Look, first of all, Tip, welcome home, my n***a. God bless the child that got his own, n***a. God bless the n***as blowin' the [?], n***a. Y'all know what it is? We on our motherfuckin' own, n***a. This A-Town, n***a. Nothin' in between, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? N***as ridin' clean, n***as gettin' to that bread, n***as bustin' heads, y'all know what it is, n***as. It's a motherfuckin' recession, though. We still grindin', ho You know what it is, we ain't playin' no motherfuckin' games, 'cause if it is, we winnin' motherfucker. You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? I don't give a fuck what is is, n***a, [?], you know what I'm sayin'? [?], whatever it is, n***a. N***as turnt up out this bitch. You can't turn us down. We don't wanna be turnt down, n***a, nah bro. Matter fact, I don't even know where the fuckin' knob at, n***a. It's A-Town shit, n***a. I'm talkin' 'bout love and loyalty, n***a. You see this unity around you, n***a? Ain't this shit beautiful, motherfucker? I'm talkin' 'bout look at it. Take a picture. Hold on, click click, yeah, you heard what the fuck I said. Get your motherfuckin' head busted, n***a. It's A-Town, n***a. That's right, capital A, capital T, T-O-W-N, n***a. You know we 'bout to motherfuckin' win. We gon' stand tall like a motherfuckin' tree. You understand me? Real talk, n***a. Up the motherfuckin' muscle. Ain't no motherfuckin' games being played. We don't play those, n***a. We gettin' money, it's a million dollar n***as around here, n***a. You know what the fuck it is, n***a. We fuck our own hoes, wear our own clothes, n***a. Drive our own cars. We look like movie stars. You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? This "Fuck da City Up". MLK, you know what it is, n***a. You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? I ain't no Martin Luther King, but I'm definitely Malcolm X, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? And we up next, n***a. We [?], reign, supreme. This A-Town, n***a. Zones one through six. You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Real n***as with big dicks. We don't fuck around, n***a. Big cars, coupes, four doors. I'm talkin' 'bout, I got some shit right now in my garage right now, you know what the fuck it is, n***a. I'ma call [?] and tell him "Pull up on me, explain this shit." You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? You don't know what this shit is, n***a. You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Real n***as do real things. I don't say that 'cause it's a catch phrase, I say that 'cause it gotta be said, n***a. We bustin' heads, n***a