[Produced by Don Cannon]

[Intro]

(Cannon) Yeah dope boy, this is the official hustler's anthem

You gettin' money, throw it in the air

[Verse 1: Jeezy]

Guess who's bizzack?

Still smell the blow in my clothes

Like Krispy Kreme, I was cooking them O's (Cooking them O's)

Like horseshoes, I was tossing them O's

Time to re-up gotta recycle the flow (Recycle the flow)

I'm emotional, I hug the block (Ay)

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 (Yup)

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

[Chorus: Jeezy]

When they play that new Jeezy, all the dope boys go crazy (Chyeah)

Now watch the dope boys go crazy

I pop my collar, then I swing my chain

You can catch me in the club, pimpin', doing my thang, ay (Ay)

When they play that new Jeezy, all the dope boys go crazy (Chyeah)

Now watch the dope boys go crazy

Pop the collar, then you swing your chain

For all the gangstas in the street that be doing they thang, ay (Ay)

[Verse 2: Jeezy]

Buy 18 the hard way (Let's get it)

And have a humble nigga thinkin' 'bout gun play (Chyeah)

Now who the fuck wanna play with guns?

A lot of holes, a lot of blood, dawg, the shit ain't fun (Nope)

So I suggest you don't play with my chains

I'll send these hollows atchya, let em play with ya brains (That's right)

The streets is watching, the name is warm

The product's white, a star is born (Yeah)

Pimpin', I'm so fly; if I take this parachute off, I might fall and die (Damn)

Wrap the work like Spandex with the latex (Chyeah)

Then we ship it out of town, call it safe sex (ay)

[Chorus: Jeezy]

When they play that new Jeezy, all the dope boys go crazy (Chyeah)

Now watch the dope boys go crazy

I pop my collar, then I swing my chain

You can catch me in the club, pimpin', doing my thang, ay (Ay)

When they play that new Jeezy, all the dope boys go crazy (Chyeah)

Now watch the dope boys go crazy

Pop the collar, then you swing your chain

For all the gangstas in the street that be doing they thang, ay (Ay)

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]

More than a hustler, I'm the definition of it

Master chef, Lord of the kitchen cupboard

More than a street legend, homie, it's Hova

More than a relief pitcher, I'm the closer

The Mariano of the Mariott

If money talks, the whole world's 'bout 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 breech 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 bugging 'cause I talk like this

Them corporate thugs is like "Nah, Hov', talk that shit

The dope boys go crazy when they hear that boy Jay-Z!"

See, I'ma '80s baby, mastered Reaganomics

School of Hard Knocks, every day's college

You ain't did nothing I ain't did, nigga, pay homage

Or pay the doctor, I spray llamas, still

The time'll reveal, you know I'm being honest

Y'all ain't pull 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

Goodnight!

[Chorus: Jeezy]

When they play that new Jeezy, all the dope boys go crazy (Chyeah)

Now watch the dope boys go crazy

I pop my collar, then I swing my chain

You can catch me in the club, pimpin', doing my thang, ay (Ay)

When they play that new Jeezy, all the dope boys go crazy (Chyeah)

Now watch the dope boys go crazy

Pop the collar, then you swing your chain

For all the gangstas in the street that be doing they thang, ay