Young Jeezy - 4 Zones Lyrics
[Verse 1]Keep it a thoushand manI'll show you what to do with them thousand gramsSent from the kitchen as loud as a thousand pansSoda sit the jacket, she smoke the shit out of cansSayin' young, you need a planGave my lil' nigga some money, "Go buy some pots""Take my rent and don't ***** around, the stove is hot"Nigga why should I be playin' with your hair, the stove or not***** you mean I ain't answerin' my phone? Your numbers blockedIf the folks hit the door right now, my heart would stopWe in this ***** playin' possum right now, me and the blocksGot a nigga rollin' a spliff right now, he round the block'Bout to play Bruce Lee on these *****es, karate chop[Hook]I hope my hustle don't offend nobodyI can give a ***** what you think about meYou know I like to turn up at the spotAct a fool with the moneyG told me keep it low-keyNow I got the whole house smellin' like smokeAnd errythin', coulda smoke a thousand new [?]Really no difference between money and the timeThin line do it all cause I can't be brokeAnd nigga there was over right now, you gotta get [?]Nigga you a real one you gotta stay strongGave my house, my cars, my chain, my fameNigga give me my skel and my phoneAll I need it 4 zones[Verse 2]Them gossip and they hatin', just a few determinationI go crazy with that money, I'm a *****in' mental patientSee I started as a youngin', hustlin' for a club fitSpend your last fifteen hun', you know that club shitYou fall off, you get back, can't give up, that shit whackI hear licks on my cell, I have blow in my nailsI hear hoes in my jeans, I weigh bees on them beansThey had stamps on them things, I rode bread we got [?]Got them birdies in the attic, countin' currency in the basementAunty said there's somethin' on her silverwear cause she can taste itAnd I ain't goin' nowhere, you haters gotta face itAnd if I lose it Lord I'm on nigga, I just need to basics[Hook][Verse 3][?] ass hustler, yeah I'm tryna post upTill I can come through in the land, with the dozerHit it with that H2O, then it froze upBack when they was goin' for the two fo', had it sowed upThey pulled me with this nina in this strap it be a felonyHit me with this nina on my lap, I'm livin' heavenlySpeed ballin' like this shit a sprint, but this a marathonPhone ringin' all day and night, like a telecomIf you a real hustler you gon' get that, he ain't get itIf you a real hustler you know how to stay committedBetween me and you got tired of sleepin' with them roachesAnd I been havin' flashback, that's why a nigga focus[Hook]
