Beez Like Lyrics - Seen It All: The Autobiography - Young Jeezy

Time for the fallen soldiers 

Can't have a war without casualties, you know? 

For everybody goin' through the struggle, you know 

Real shit everyday, everyday shit is real 

(Every hood, every ghetto, every block, every trench) 

I know how you feel, yeah, look 

I been out here grindin' so long 

But still I had to find my way on my own 

I could tell you what it beez like 

I could tell you what it beez like 

I'm a true hustler, all that I know 

So I can make it anywhere that I go 

I could tell you what it beez like 

I could tell you what it beez like-like, beez like 

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Straight from the hood, got a get money fetish 

Pocket full of green, nigga, like a head of lettuce 

Put the work in a bag, make a yayo sandwich 

Then we go and spread it through the hood like Manwich 

One thing about it, we gon' get this bread 

When you knew shit was real? When they found a rat dead 

Right around the corner where us young niggas hustled at 

Right by the stop sign, that's where they was bussin' at 

When you come here with nothin', gotta learn how to provide 

Carlo had a Benz 'fore he was old enough to drive 

Losin' 10, 20 every night, gamblin' ain't nothin' 

And ya nigga got killed takin' up for his cousins 

When you knew shit was real? Drop outfit in the feds 

Still 8 years and a nigga shot him dead 

On the humbug, left him slumped in his car 

Everybody got a day, don't matter who you are 

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Stove water, heat cold water 

Knew I'd touch a bird when I got my first quarter 

Sell water to a well, nigga 

Cold nights, cold hearts, tough love, that's what it be like in jail, nigga 

Mama crying at my visit cause she care for me 

Daughter just had her period, ain't there for her 

Know how to have a girl you know just gon' hold ya back 

But the pussy so good you keep goin' back 

Hurt when ya main man turned rat 

Make the whole la familia turn hot like that 

Any city, any block, any boulevard 

I survive, no lie, I'm a ghetto boy 

I could tell ya bout the dos and don'ts 

Could make it anywhere I go, so lose I won't 

I can tell ya bout the hard time when ya really need it 

Been grindin' so long, still had to call Jeezy 

Straight from the bottom, tryna make it to the top 

What the gov'ment don't give you, gotta get it from the block 

Feel like a bad boy cause this shit don't stop 

Street so dirty, need a muhfuckin' mop, uh oh! 

Lil homie, stay focused, handle ya business 

Don't talk to them niggas around you, might be a witness 

Don't tell the dishwasher what you did wit' ya dishes 

Don't tell these snitchin' niggas what you did wit' ya riches 

Niggas is hopin' they see Christmas 

But, if we just happen to don't, we hope you miss us 

Santa raised all seven them kids, didn't miss a meal 

She work her fingers right to the bone, didn't miss a bill 

Nigga [?], let's make a deal 

See, one thing bout countin' this money, it make ya feel 

See, I used to get 'em right from the source, got 'em direct 

The same nigga that had a connect, he in the set