YOUNG JEEZY LYRICS - What You Talkin' Bout

"What You Talkin' Bout"



When I done it you know I did it to death (death)

So sit back and hold ya breath (just hold ya breath)

I don't know about them

I really ran these streets

So listen up as shit get deep (Let's Go!)



[Verse 1]

You know I'm smoking the best

I ain't got to brag

The young fly nigga with the Georgia swag

(Yeah!) The seat's suede

So is the piping

The clientele in Minnesota

And so it the Vikings (Damn!)

Inside so soft

I can't believe it's not butter

Snowman bitch

Did I st-st-stutter? (Ha-Ha!)

Came straight from the hood

Right to the big screen

The way the boy ball

You'll swear he had hoop dreams (Yeah!)

No grants, no scholarships (nah)

Had to make my own way

I still stack them chips (Hey!)

The homey from the block

Coming down with the knowledge (knowledge)

Straight to the pros

Yeah I soared past college (Yeah!)



[Chorus:]

What you talkin' bout?

Nigga my life (Hey!)

And I'ma get it all

No matter the price (Ha-Ha!)

When I did it

You know I done it the best

Sit back and just hold ya breath, and just hold ya breath (Yeah!)

What you talkin' bout?

Changing the game

And showing ya

Half these rappin' ass niggas is lames (Hey!)

When I did it

You know I done it the best

Sit back and just hold ya breath, and just hold ya breath (Yeah!)



[Verse 2]

They say the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice

I say the blacker the rims the sweeter the coupe (Whoo!)

That money goes out, that sack comes in

I can't even lie, I'd do it all again (Yeah!)

I flip the rap game

Just like the work (Hey!)

And it was snow white

Just like my shirt

Got in so much paper

Seen so many haters (nah)

Seen bricks stacked tall as skyscrapers (Damn!)

Got damn that's high (Yeah!)

Done everything I said

So I am that fly (That's Right!)

Everyone was the truth

Tell me who came realer (Huh?!)

The word on the street is that I'm still that nigga



[Chorus]



[Verse 3]

Between love and hate

There's a thin ass line

I think we all can agree

Last summer was mine (Ha-Ha!)

And if you don't say my name

Then you wasting your time

And if I don't wear my watch

Then I'm wasting my shine (Yeah!)

Spend a hundred on it homey

Then set the time

A few mil before the deal

And I'm still on the grind

The critics criticize me

Cause a nigga talking yams

I ain't sugar coating shit

This is who I am (nah)

Nigga you been to the A

You seen me making it rain

Seen it wit ya own eyes

You know this shit ain't a game (Yeah!)

So you niggas listen closely

To what I'm saying (saying)

If ya game ain't money

Then I ain't playing (Let's Get It!)



[Chorus]