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Young Jeezy, CT
And ya boy Kells
Yuh, 87-32, what it do, nigga? Haha
That's right, keep clappin' y'all (KP, I got you, homie)
Ay, DJ, quit playin' with us, turn it up (yuh, Rack City, all day)
Let's go get 'em Jeezy, oh, oh, oh (let's get it)
You know we (ayy) trap all day (oh), we play all night (oh)
This is the life of a, the life of a (ayy)
Go getta (ayy), go getta (ayy)
Go getta (yeah)
We in the club, you see a bad bitch, point her out (oh)
Yeah, you damn right, I'ma (ayy), you damn right, I'ma
Go getta (ayy), go getta (ayy)
Go getta (yeah)
Enemy of the state, they callin' me Will Smith
Thin' on my side, you can call that Jada
Them boys talkin' down, yeah, we call them haters
I'm ballin' right now, so we'll get back to that later
I'll be the first to admit, I'm such an alcoholic
Only blow that good shit, yeah, that whatcha-ma-call-it
Catch me posted on the block in somethin' exotic
'07, yeah, same color Hypnotic
On the outside lookin' (yeah), and I want in
My homie did the same thin' and he got ten
Just took a loss, still tryna win
Ain't tryna give back, so what you tryna spend?
You know we (ayy) trap all day (oh), we play all night (oh)
This is the life of a, the life of a (ayy)
Go getta (ayy), go getta (ayy)
Go getta (yeah)
We in the club, you see a bad bitch, point her out (oh)
Yeah, you damn right, I'ma (ayy), you damn right, I'ma
Go getta (ayy), go getta (ayy)
Go getta (yeah)
We live life on the edge like it's no tomorrow (damn)
Then grind hard like it's no today
Then do the same shit like it's yesterday
The game never stop, so who's next to play? (Whoa-oh)
Against all odds you can place your bets
Yeah, I'm just gettin' started, so I ain't done yet (nah)
Risk it all, you can lose your life
What else can I say? That's a hell of a price (damn)
I don't under 'cause I over-stand
No time for mistakes, so I over-plan
I'm in the club like what? (What?) Four-five with me
And I'ma stay (oh) thuggin' 'til (oh) the Feds (oh) come get me
You know we (ayy) trap all day (oh), we play all night (oh)
This is the life of a, the life of a (ayy)
Go getta (ayy), go getta (ayy)
Go getta (yeah)
We in the club, you see a bad bitch, point her out (oh)
Yeah, you damn right, I'ma (ayy), you damn right, I'ma
Go getta (ayy), go getta (ayy)
Go getta (yeah)
Hey, hey, this is how we play
When we roll up to the club high, sittin' on 20 treys
Hop out like we Fabolous, Top Models' grabbin' us
They love them go gettas, only in America
Put the D on chicks like Wallace
Turn 'em forward now, they can have all this
Can't deny it when you see the wheels spinnin', boy
Kells out the coupe in Miami white linen
Chips, big spendin', walk up out the club
With a shit load of women
Soon as I see what I like, I'ma get it
I'ma get it, ooh, I'ma get it (oh, oh), 'cause I'ma go getta
You know we (ayy) trap all day (oh), we play all night (oh)
This is the life of a (yeah), the life of a (ayy)
Go getta (ayy), go getta (KP, let's get it, homie)
Go getta (yeah, let's go)
We in the club, you see a bad bitch (yuh), point her out (point her out)
Yeah, you damn right, I'ma (damn right), you damn right, I'ma (ayy)
Go getta (go getta, ayy), go getta (ayy, CT)
Go getta (yeah)
Yeah, TC, I got you, nigga
You already know what it is
Declare one and two, homie
We got 'em next time, nigga
(Whoa-oh) yeah
A-Town in this motherfucker, nigga
(Whoa-oh) yeah
Spit it