Lyrics
Im
a
New
Orleans
gangtsa,
after
the
storm
Boy
it
took
bout
3 million
to
rebuild
my
home
But,
Im
back
on
defense
Im
back
in
the
zone
I
eat
rappers
go
in
my
yard
and
barry
they
bones
My
pockets
on
raven
symone
Thats
fat
wutchu
know
bout
that,
huh!?!
So
Im
a
keep
it
goin′
keep
it
movin'
we
can
do
it
I
aint
trippin
So
far
ahead
of
them
niggaz
we
got
a
time
difference
Dont
confuse
me
wit
them,
Im
different
Tryin
to
holla
at
TIP
for
a
movie
audition
I
push
that
Masaradi
to
the
limit
Six
seconds
through
that
traffic
like
Emmit
I
tell
them
niggaz
hury
and
buy
And
if
you
try
snitch
you′ll
get
barried
alive
Yeah,
and
I
dont
chase
'em
like
you
do
I
keep
a
bad
bicth
skatin'
like
New-New
1 Weezy On The Streets Of N.O.
2 Ridin' Wit the Ak
3 Where the Cash At
4 What U Kno
5 Poppin Them Bottles
6 Weezy on Retirement
7 Dedication 2
8 This What I Call Her
9 South Muzik
10 Spitter
11 Welcome To Tha Concrete Jungle
12 Sportscenter
13 Workin' Em
14 Cannon (Amg Remix)
15 I'm the Best Rapper Alive
16 They Still Like Me
17 Get Em
18 The Best in the Business
19 Walk It Off
20 No Other
21 Outta Here
22 Georgia.....Bush
23 A Dedication After Disaster
24 Gettin Some Head
25 Hustlin
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