- Votes:
- Composers:
- Kevin Cates
- Marquinarius Sanc Holmes
- Jay Jenkins
- Maurice Young
- David Darnell Brown
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- See also:
Young Jeezy - Last Of The Dying Breed lyrics
Last of a dying breed
 Last of a dying breed
 Welcome to da life of a young thug nigga
 Only hang out wit dem criminals and dem drug dealers
 I'm from even where da dead die
 But try an do it big like da kid from bed stuy
 I see death around da corna and I ain't scared
 I got a [Incomprehensible] wit 15 and I'm fully prepared, that's right
 Lord a mercy 20 rounds in a clip
 Outta line get 20 rounds in ya hip
 Shoot first and ask question lata
 Da answer is it was all about da paper
 And everything da game is shit to lose
 And a new forty-five that I'm dyin' to use
 Say if ya real like me
 Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see
 Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
 Last of a dying breed
 If ya real like me
 Keep that thang on ya hip that's just da way that it's gotta be
 Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
 Last of a dying breed
 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 town as 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 [Incomprehensible] man
 It's got to be in ya blood to be a thug
 If I ain't 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
 Make my mark so da streets gon' rememba me
 Now come and git it nigga Cashville Tennekee holla back
 Say if ya real like me
 Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see
 Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
 Last of a dying breedYoung Jeezy - Last Of The Dying Breed - http://motolyrics.com/young-jeezy/last-of-the-dying-breed-lyrics.html
 And if ya real like me
 Keep that thang on ya hip that's just da way that it's gotta be
 Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
 Last of a dying breed
 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
 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, it's 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 on a witnessin' and shit five bitch be quiet
 Because they only got what you tell 'em
 And then da witness that they had to [Incomprehensible]
 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, 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 ain't got shit, say
 If ya real like me
 Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see
 Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
 Last of a dying breed
 If ya real like me
 Keep that thang on ya hip that's just da way that it's gotta be
 Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
 Last of a dying breed











