Lyrics: Young Jeezy. 1,000 Grams. Death B4 Dishonor.

Chorus:
One time for Big Meech,
Larry Hoover real niggas, hallelujah
This for my real niggas
I swear to god
You know its death before dishonor its in my fucking heart x2

A hundred black lux jeeps like the taliban
and everybody jewelry flashin like an ambulance
self made,
thats an understatement
that nigga self paid
thats your understatement
One time for Big Meech, Dre Beezy IP Dro Beezy
Got the drop top roasted it was baby blue
thats on tino dash yeah this works for baby blue
How you blowin money fast you don't know the crew
oh you part of the fans shit i never knew
Yall suppose to make it hard this is easy ho
Pull up in that triple white I think im jeezy ho


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God damn ho you got them massive titties
might as well roll with me to magic city
call it magic city cause my whole city magic
talkin that magic powder yeah my whole city have it
where you can find a brick before you find a soda nigga
bars spit before you buy a coca cola nigga
kept the lights on them bitches nigga Alex know
made him famous fuck you think they call him Alex for?
Ordered 150 bottles like Okaaaay!
We gonna have to change this bitch to club roseay
Yall suppose to make it hard This is easy ho
pull up in that 62' me and meechy ho

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