Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeezy
Jeezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Montay Humphrey
Montay Humphrey
Songwriter
Korey Robertson
Korey Robertson
Songwriter
Randy Reid Jr.
Randy Reid Jr.
Songwriter
Jay Jenkins
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Montay
DJ Montay
Producer
Doda 1k
Doda 1k
Producer
Daniel Watson
Daniel Watson
Recording Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Check, check I got 'em Pull the reverb up, turn me up just a little bit, yeah Partied last night that shit was too crazy We don't fuck with them, them niggas fugazy Hurt them haters last night, they need pain pills We was in that bitch all like Lil Wayne grill, uh He said he loves his hood cause it's a gold mine He said he loves his block cause it's a gold mine He throwing up his hood cause it's a gold mine He said he'll never leave and it's a gold mine, uh Make that chip Mili Rock like on this gangster shit Whoever don't like it, they can suck a gangster dick If she a real bitch then she gon' keep it lowkey I don't even got to knock, I got a door key, uh Any given night we in a (?) ho Bout to drink myself into a coma ho Don't worry about me cause I got a driver And if he drive us in the river then I got divers Bitches so fly they need a runway My nigga tatted up, he with the gunplay Y'all do it for the 'Gram, we did it with them grams Told y'all niggas watch the throne, so I'm going HAM Bout to put the game in a chokehold Jizzle bought the 'Rari and the dope ho The bitches with me looking better than some pretty diamonds Got her dancing at my crib like it's the King of Diamonds, yeah Partied last night that shit was too crazy We don't fuck with them, them niggas fugazy Hurt them haters last night, they need pain pills We was in that bitch all like Lil Wayne grill, uh He said he loves his hood cause it's a gold mine He said he loves his block cause it's a gold mine He throwing up his hood cause it's a gold mine He said he'll never leave and it's a gold mine, uh Spot got cameras on the wall just like it's Mona Lisa's 10, 11, chains like you been doing features Tryna tell me 1 on 1 that's what you're bout Tryna me nigga that I ain't your (?) Let's go, (?) the 'Rari and the dope hoes Bout to put the game in a chokehold They ain't come up on him in his G5 Straight from Finger Lickin' straight to G Fly You say you bust a move? Bust a move then Saw the mansion once and then I moved in Start investigating then I moved out Had to put the merchandise on a new route Keisha Cola mama nigga man down If I die tonight my funeral at the compound Sold out event thats worth the 8 Gs And if you thought that I was over then you are crazy Partied last night that shit was too crazy We don't fuck with them, them niggas fugazy Hurt them haters last night, they need pain pills We was in that bitch all like Lil Wayne grill, uh He said he loves his hood cause it's a gold mine He said he loves his block cause it's a gold mine He throwing up his hood cause it's a gold mine He said he'll never leave and it's a gold mine, uh
Writer(s): Korey Roberson, Montay Humphrey, Jay Jenkins, Randy Reid Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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