(feat. Field Mob, Perfect Harmony, Playaz Circl) 



[Chorus: Sean Jay] 

This the hardest beat I ever heard 

That's my shit, that's my shit nigga, that's my shit 

You see them 24's on the curb 

That's my shit, that's my shit nigga, that's my shit 

You see them big blunts full of herb 

That's my shit, that's my shit nigga, that's my shit 

Everything I got I worked for 

That's my shit, that's my shit nigga, that's my shit 



[Verse 1: Sean Jay] 

Sean Jay the type to break a hoe, young chasin major dough 

Cut the check with DTP now chickens try and play me close 

Ballin in the mall with Chaka, shoppin for the latest clothes 

Turn your lady to a bopper, watch how I take your hoe 

Niggaz see I get that money, now they wanna wait to blow 

Underground grindin, perfect timing in a crazy flow 

Put Georgia on your mind and now I'm ridin on the radio 

Your ass ain't no DJ, my advise stop playin me fore 



[Verse 2: Smoke] 

I'm ridin in my drop cut, these 24 inch not scrubbin 

In my plastic sack, I got more purple than baby bops buddy 

So materialistic, we're chopping early today 

What rolls around my throat, arm wristed in a bouqet 

15's in the back blasting, Peep the candy as I pass em 

Watch the chamillion paint flop like Chingy's last album 

Cocoa Chanelle frames on woodgrain 

Old grain blown thangs on my hip but that's the clips 



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[Verse 3: Playaz Circle 1] 

I'm married to the streets and this beef shit's apart of it 

Jumped out with heat, niggaz didn't want no parts of it 

Pull up in the club, looking like they wanna start something 

Fuckin all these niggaz hoes, that ain't ever dawned on me 

Tired of the fussin, bitches blushin, bumrushin 

The car treat me like a star but I ain't done nuttin 

Summer almost over with but I ain't done frontin 

They hate we gettin money, we gon make these niggaz love it 



[Playaz Circle 2] 

Pay my dues, takin crews, just me and my haitian dudes 

Makin loot, even made the news in my gator shoes 

Three fifty seven glock, nine, a tech twenty two 

Everything I ride in on at least twenty twos 

It's hustler music is what you hear in them drug zones 

They play it in their chevy loud plus it's a club song 

That seven fourty five, that's my whip 

The biggest house in the neighborhood, that's my shit 



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[Verse 4: Perfect Harmony] 

I get high like cooling, ruling with the toolin 

On a 22, still got that uzi in that hoopty 

Niggaz all flashy, showing off their jewelry 

Til I shoot it through their heart like cupid 

Give it to 'em raw like sushi when I'm back on the groupies 

Young nigga with a gun nigga, Norfclk where I'm from nigga 

Shut up and roll that blunt nigga and I don't even stunt nigga 

Quiet cause I hit them lips, roll up on a nigga with a clip now that's my shit 



[Verse 5: Ludacris] 

I may be rich but never satisfied, making hoes camera shy 

Comin down topping blades, call me The Last Samurai 

I'll cut cha, gun butt cha, Knuck ya then buck ya 

It calls for Hammer Time if you think we can't touch ya 

Cause we too legit to quit, nigga run up on your click nigga 

Not action heroes but we all making six figures 

So put your choice to it, women get moist to it 

A songs worth a million once I lend my fucking voice to it 



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