YOUNG JEEZY - Last Of A Dying Breed lyrics

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    YOUNG JEEZY LYRICS
    
    "Last Of A Dying Breed"
    (feat. Trick Daddy, Young Buck, Ill Will)
    
    [Young Jeezy verse:]
    Welcome to da life of a young thug nigga (jea)
    Only hang out wit dem criminals and dem drug dealers (ayyy)
    I'm from even where da dead die (die)
    But try an do it big like da kid from bedstuy
    I see death around da corna and i aint scared I got a carbon wit 15 and I'm fully prepared (that's right)
    Lord a mercy 20 rounds in a clip (jea)
    Outta line get 20 rounds in ya hip (ayyy)
    Shoot first and ask question lata (lata)
    Da answer is it was all about da paper (jea)
    Everything da game is shit to lose and a new forty-five that I'm dyin to use (yeahhhh)
    
    [Chorus]
    [Ill Will]
    If ya real like me (like me) 
    Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see (ay)
    Last of a dying breed, Last of a dying breed, Last of a dying breed 
    And if ya real like me (like me)
    Keep that thang on ya hip that's just da way that its gotta be
    Last of a dying breed, Last of a dying breed,last of a dying breed
    Young Buck
    I done seen niggaz come and go 
    Shit da whole world done seen wat I done before
    We do anythang when da funds is low 
    I'm da reason outta townas don't come no mo
    Let me show you niggaz how to break down da whole thang 
    My nigga B.G. know Buck been a birdman 
    Its got to be in ya blood to be a thug
    If i aint makin enough I ma jack my plug
    We was born in it 
    Not sworn in it 
    You can go against it or you can join wit it 
    Made mark so da streets gon rememba me
    Now come and git it nigga Ca$hville Tennekee holla back
    
    [Chorus]
    [Trick Daddy]
    Some of da dudes we thought was real O.G.s was O.D.s cause they talk pleas and includin G's like you and me (you and me)
    The first step was going to set a trap
    So in a short period they convince da grand jury to allow a phone tap 
    And if they listen in 
    Not once did they hear us mentioning
    Murder and a cocaine distributing
    Through all that was dividends comin in
    I'm straightly gettin betta yet we too smart for ya bullshit 
    Callin all cars (callin all cars)
    Its your brother-in-laws and tell em hurry up and come dem niggaz got gunz
    Man down shots fired only fuck niggaz and cops died
    First stage of a ride and dem fuck couldn't sneak by
    When you a witnessin and shit five bitch be quiet because they only got what you tell em
    And then da witness that they had to ?? was lyin there dead
    Shot in da street all red 
    Wit two shots to his head
    Cause he was workin for da feds
    And they last informant informed us they had it out for us
    For a bird but he got popped for it
    So ride or die for em (ride or die for em)
    Betta yet you betta kill em 
    Cause I think he gon get da bitch to tell em 
    And he probably done all ready told 
    But then again with out a witness dem bitches aint got shit
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [Thanks to Mark Middleton (mdm2887@aol.com) for these lyrics]
    [Thanks to djohnson84@comcast.net for correcting these lyrics]

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