Traffickin

[Intro] Black Sain Yeah [Hook: Young Jeezy] Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white Please lord don’t let me go to jail tonight Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white Road trip, yeah I’m trafficking the white Please lord don’t let me go to jail tonight [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] Lets start off with the Feds, heard about me through they mans Heard how I put them white bricks inside the vans No skateboard shit, I ain’t talking vans Got a 12 gauge chopper in the barrel of these cans Forges on that ho, got them in a trance Got dancing shoes on, she say she like the way it dance Yeah, get money count bands Where im from motherfuckers see the grams equal grands Pop that crystal plate, better check my resume Not the 50 though, couldn’t have a better day You niggas caught up in the hype, these niggas day dreaming shit And I was trafficking the white [Hook] [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] Work, what you know about it nigga? Realest nigga in it, ask your ho about me nigga Glock and a beam real nigga team, I'm just tryna see that life from a dollar and a dream 5 for the Bentley, 10 for the Hummer, and my verse half a quarter ain't look back from her Hunned bricks later, album and the label, gotta thank the streets cuz they put food on my table And I stay hot, undercover Tahoe, talkin codes to my driver "watch out for them pot holes" Conspiracy nigga, seriously nigga You don’t wanna go against they Grand Jury nigga So when I see you in the club with your Jewellery nigga About them bricks that you sold I ain’t heard you nigga Road trips yeah I’m trafficking the white Go with this shit yeah you might get life [Hook] [Verse 3: Jadakiss] I switch cars with the Mexicans I just hope this ain’t the car they arrest me in The highway is on fire, Diesel in the doors Coke in the tires It’s the price that you pay when you’re a supplier The lord knows I’m just trying to make it to the buyers Seat belt on, 2 hands on the wheel I break it all down, it’s least a couple mill Get rid of the weight, keep all of the pills I ain’t gotta be here, I just do it for the thrills A nigga waitin on me say he want the whole shit Never spend the profit, put it on the whole flip Those that like to gossip, they don’t really know shit What you gross this year, I made in ’06 When I hit the crib, I’ma smoke a whole zip Cause I made it back safe from another road trip And I’m gone [Hook]