Go Crazy

[Produced by Don Cannon] [Verse 1 - Young Jeezy] Guess who's back? Still smell the blow in my clothes Like Krispy Kreme, I was cooking them O's Like horseshoes, I was tossing them O's Time to re-up gotta recycle the flow I'm emotional! I hug the block I'm so emotional! I love my Glock Cash rules everything around me, so what's realer? About the scrilla, call me a Ghostface Killa It's kinda hard to be drug-free When Georgia Power won't give a nigga lights free Switched hustles, been killin' em ever since It pays to tell the truth, dog, it only makes sense [Hook - Young Jeezy] When they play that new Jeezy all the dope boys go crazy And watch the dope boys go crazy I pop my collar then I swing my chain You can catch me in the club, pimping, doing my thang [Verse 2 - Young Jeezy] Buy 18 the hard way Have a humble nigga thinking about gun play Now who the fuck wanna play with guns? A lot of holes, a lot of blood, dog...the shit ain't fun So I suggest you don't play with my chains I'll send these hollows atchya, let em play with ya brain The streets is watching, the name is warm The product's white, a star is born (Yeah!) And I'm so fly, if I take this parachute off, I might fall and die Wrap the work like spandex with the latex Then we ship it out of town, call it safe sex [Hook] [Verse 3 - Jay-Z] More than a hustla, I'm the definition of it Master chef, lord of the kitchen cupboard More than a street legend, homey, it's Hova More than a relief pitcher, I'm the closer The Mariano of the Mariott If money talks, the whole world's about to hear me out See, I'm a hustler's hope, I'm not his pipe dreams So when they speak of success, I'm what they might mean Attract money, my worst color is light green My favorite hue is Jay-Z Blue Don't follow me, young'un, follow my moves, I'm not a role model My bad influence got the world drinking gold bottles When Puff was in that tub spilling Mo I was at my video, Cris on the speedboat In My Lifetime, nigga, go through your research St. Thomas, my nigga, that was me first Chrome-shoe'd the GS, I came feet-first In the game like a baby born to breach birth I got the keys if you need work I can kingpin you a line, a dime at a time My niggas love it when I talk like this My corporate people start buggin cause I talk like this The corporate thugs is like "Nah Hov, talk that shit The dope boys go crazy when they hear that boy Jay-Z!" See I'mma ‘80s baby, master of Reaganomics School of Hard Knocks, everyday is college You ain’t did nothin I ain’t did, nigga pay homage Or pay the doctor, I sprayed Lami's Still, the time’ll reveal, you know I’m bein honest Ya ain’t put my coat yet and I keep my shit in coat check They say the truth shall come to the light So everybody grab your shades cause your boy that bright