U Can’t Stop These Gangsters

Lyrics

[Intro] You already know what it is! It's your boy, Jeezy the Snowman Mr.17-5 Can't ban the mu'fuckin' Snowman, nigga Slick Pulla, what's good? Blood Raw, nigga C.T.E, U.S.D.A Let's go [Chorus: Female] Young fly niggas, you can't stop our 'dough' U.S.D.A, that's how the clique rolls Jewels stay shinnin', so act like y'all know You can't stop these gangsters What you don't got is a knot, forget dough Ridin' clean sittin' up high, on deuce fo's Carbine 15", to back up our foes You can't stop these gangsters [Verse 1: Jeezy] Red Monkeys on my ass, keep some Bapes on my feet Statutory nigga, yeah, I rape them beats (Ough!) Marathon motherfucker, yeah, I run these streets Niggas say, "I can't rap", and they might be right But I got some powder in my pants and it might be white Hunnid karats in the 'sheild', yeah, this must be life Yeah, like the homie Life said, "Yeah, it must be nice" Still live everyday, like it's my last If this rap shit don't work, I'm back to cookin' the 'glass' Yup, right back to weighin' the O's Ride for a whole week and don't change my clothes, no Aye, Snowman motherfucker… wassup [Chorus: Female] Young fly niggas, you can't stop our 'dough' U.S.D.A, that's how the clique rolls Jewels stay shinnin', so act like y'all know You can't stop these gangsters What you don't got is a knot, forget dough Ridin' clean sittin' up high, on deuce fo's Carbine 15", to back up our foes You can't stop these gangsters [Verse 2: Slick Pulla] Anybody got some'n to say about Slick P'?… Nigga, it's fuck 'em I don't owe you country niggas nothin' Concrete flow I spit asphalt If you ain't gettin' to the paper… That's yo' fault Financial advisor, yeah, Slick crush numbers Like them big white boys, choppin' big lumber If there's a nigga that's fly'er, you got to tell me Who? You can't be serious, the kids like a walkin' zoo Canaries on the wrist, Crocodiles on my back We show you green niggas, how some real players act Catch me comin' down, clean as fuck In a Coca-Cola Chevy, with the root-beer guts For real! [Chorus: Female] Young fly niggas, you can't stop our 'dough' U.S.D.A, that's how the clique rolls Jewels stay shinnin', so act like y'all know You can't stop these gangsters What you don't got is a knot, forget dough Ridin' clean sittin' up high, on deuce fo's Carbine 15", to back up our foes You can't stop these gangsters