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young jeezy - go getta (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro – r. key & j-zzle]
kelly: young jeezyyy
jeezy: yeah, i can believe dat.. (cte..) who else n-gg-?
kelly: and ya boy, ke-ehh-ehhh-ells.
jeezy: okayye!! (yuh!) 87-32, wha it do?
kelly: dat’s right, keep clappin’ yall
jeezy: kinky, i gotchu hommie!
kelly: oooh, oooh, oooh…
jeezy: let’s get it!

[chorus – r. key w/ jeezy ad-libin]
you know we trap all day (oowhh!) play all night (oowhh!)
this is the life of a, the life of a (aye!)
go getta (aye!), go getta (aye!), go getta (yeeeeeeaah)
and in the club you see a bad b-tch, point her out (let’s go!)
yeah, you d-mn right im’a (aye), you d-mn right im’a (yuh!)
go get ha (yuh!), go get ha (aye!), go get ha (yeeeeeeaah)
(let’s go n-gg-, lemme talk to ’em!)

[verse 1 – young jeezy]
first i buss-a-right, then i buss-a-left (g’yeah!)
music so loud i almost went deaf (talk to em, hommie.. deammn!)
hit the sweet once and then i hold my breath
smoke every cigarello ’till it ain’t none left
got 50 in the clip, 20 grand in my pocket (yuh!)
money so big, ionn even need a wallet (ha-ha!)
72′ impala same color as the pills (woo!)
red, white and blue – the same colla as the bills (let’s go!)
here we go again, it’s the mothaf-ckin’ remix
whole car smoked up, now i can’t see sh-t (nahh!)
heater on my waste, got the sac in the back
got the whole escalade smellin’ like the pack (yuh!)
go gett’em b-tch!!

[chorus]
you know we trap all day (oowhh!) play all night (oowhh!)
this is the life of a, the life of a (aye!)
go getta (aye!), go getta (aye!), go getta (yeeeeeeaah)
and in the club you see a bad b-tch, point her out (let’s go!)
yeah, you d-mn right im’a (aye), you d-mn right im’a (yuh!)
go get ha (yuh!), go get ha (aye!), go get ha (yeeeeeeaah)
(let’s go n-gg-, lemme talk to ’em!)

[verse 2 – bun b]
i’m in the triple black convertable gt bentley
trill undergroundking, got the queen right wit me (yup!)
and things right wit me, and dat thang right on me
i’m a one-stop-shop and a one man army, wit the f3000 and the f350
seven send you to heaver fo’ bein’ so shifty
we work up on the triple beam and wait on the 4 way
i hit the highway, ya way pimpin’ wit my yay – there’s no way
dat anybody the scope you and {??} to holla at the effey
these streets have me codin’ zones these more sessay
my seven j-zzy james and pimp c is my friend, so
you can take dat to the grave or the bank

[verse 3 – jadakiss]
unhh!.. unhh!.. yo!
n-gg-s is too frail, you either a snake or a new snail
my heart as cold as the new jail
everywhere i go they beggin’ me
but 1 wrong decision can destroy ya legacy (unh!)
lemme see i can break ’em down and take longer to slow sail (uh huh!)
im’a chill fo’ a minute – sit on ’em and hoe sail ’em
buisness is just fine, none of ya folks tellin’ (unh!)
shouldn’t have it any other way when you c-ke sellin’
i don’t know wha it is, i guess we was raised different (yeah!)
blowin’ hayes standin’ on the couch roseye drippin’ (haha)
air forces, hard {??}, my lofe sweater
d-block, ya boy ‘kiss is a go getta

- young jeezy

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