Rough lyrics

by

Freeway


[Intro: Jeezy]
Gangsta Gibbs, you ready, homie?
CTE World, n*gga, let's go!

[Bridge: Jeezy]
I said I solemnly swear I'd take my team to the top
You know Pyrex pots, you know they came with the top
And I just left the lot in a brand new drop
And I ain't pay for the roof cause me no like gettin' topped

[Chorus: Jeezy]
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
Quarter brick in my pocket, I spent that sh*t on my clothes
You know it costs a few hundred, yeah you should see what I drove
Clip hold half a hundred, I bought that sh*t for my foes

[Post-Chorus: Jeezy]
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
And it hold half a hundred, I bought that sh*t for my foes

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Malibu and Ciroc, I think I just lost my top
I think I just went crazy, I mean my chain too lazy
These n*ggas seldom made it, nah, Snow believe 'em
These n*ggas talk like they killas
Don't act like that when I see 'em
I call 'em out how I see 'em, my house look like a museum
You gotta be bullsh*ttin' Snow, maybe a small collisuem
What kinda vest you got on? I think it Christian Dior
Got thirty K's in my closet, look like I'm ready for war
Brand new Glock out the box, scratch out the serial number
Then I pull up in the drop, like b*tch just give me your number
With a meal, Louie V, eight hundred for sweats
Another 3 for the top, you know that b*tch bounced my check
[Chorus: Jeezy]
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
Quarter brick in my pocket, I spent that sh*t on my clothes
You know it costs a few hundred, yeah you should see what I drove
Clip hold half a hundred, I bought that sh*t for my foes

[Post-Chorus: Jeezy]
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
And it hold half a hundred, I bought that sh*t for my foes

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
I make it rough on these n*ggas
Man, I make it rough on these hoes
Shot that Liu Kang to coopers
Still got that cutlass on 4s
And I put the bounce with the bunnies
'Cause they like the dust up they nose
Man, I straight Lewinsky these b*tches
Get brain and bust on they clothes
Might be my last night
Got gas and sh*t for the glass pipe
Hop out, hit a n*gga with the act right
n*ggas rap but they ain't about that life, is that right?
You heard about them Gary n*ggas
That murder cap straight burry n*ggas
Got a chopper thang you better carry with ya
Don't come flex in my area, n*gga
My boost phone twerk
Hit a lick, n*gga, who got work?
Better go get duct tape
The n*gga pump fake, his whole crew got burnt
And I crush his feelings
Copped that southern Cali condo when I killed him
Tryna to get my n*gga Young to move out West and cop the building
[Chorus: Jeezy]
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
Quarter brick in my pocket, I spent that sh*t on my clothes
You know it costs a few hundred, yeah you should see what I drove
Clip hold half a hundred, I bought that sh*t for my foes

[Post-Chorus: Jeezy]
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
I make it rough on you n*ggas, I make it rough on you hoes
And it hold half a hundred, I bought that sh*t for my foes
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