| Song | J.E.E.Z.Y. |
| Artist | Young Jeezy |
| Album | The Inspiration: Thug Motivation 102 |
| 作曲 : Jenkins, Stewart | |
| 作词 : JENKINS, JAY/STEWART, DEMETRIUS L | |
| It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood | |
| All's well that ends well | |
| Outside watering their lawn and shit | |
| Birds are chirping, dogs are barking | |
| It's beautiful | |
| That may be your hood but this is my hood... | |
| [Verse 1:] | |
| Got the red dogs trippin' and these niggaz still snitchin | |
| The old lady across the street still bitchin | |
| It's 3 in the mornin take your old ass to sleep | |
| The third time she's called the police this week | |
| Lookin' at my Franck Muller, it's about that time | |
| Your folks just left so I'm on my grind | |
| Said you wanna two-fifty cause you need that nine | |
| I want that bread but I don't need that dime | |
| Charger fresh out the shop with that suicide doors | |
| Swear I died and came back alive | |
| With 22 inches all under the frame | |
| Keep my pocket full of bread, you niggaz know the name | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Jeezy like to drink | |
| Jeezy like to smoke | |
| Jeezy like to mix arm and hammer with his coke | |
| Jeezy at the trap | |
| Jeezy like to grind | |
| Jeezy bout his paper | |
| Cuz Jeezy like to shine | |
| [Verse 2:] | |
| Sold those squares yeah I cooked them o's | |
| Guilty as charged yeah I rock them shows | |
| I can't even lie yeah i fucked them hoes | |
| Trapped all day spent it all on clothes | |
| Shop all day till the mall is clothed | |
| Come back to the trap get my pockets swoll | |
| Fruitopia, smoke blueberry | |
| Mix it with the purp, we call it cranberry | |
| The Bin Laden clips yeah they came with the chopper | |
| Got a slick mouth I hope you came with a doctor | |
| The boy stacks cheese like it came with the whopper | |
| Stay fly like I came in a chopper | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Verse 3:] | |
| Ain't shit shakin but the leaves in the trees | |
| Between me and you I got a deal on the ki's | |
| Six in one run, laid a mil on the trees | |
| Hit the broad every night, keep a plug on the white | |
| Mr. 17-5, you niggaz know the name | |
| Why y'all playin y'all know it ain't a game | |
| This is me motherfucker, why would I ever change | |
| 120 carats, you niggaz see the chain | |
| I'm a bathing ape fanatic | |
| Red monkey junkie | |
| Glass pots on the stove got the kitchen smellin funky | |
| Sold a million records but I still flip them blocks | |
| On the TV every day but I'm still pop them glocks | |
| [Chorus] |
| zuò qǔ : Jenkins, Stewart | |
| zuò cí : JENKINS, JAY STEWART, DEMETRIUS L | |
| It' s a beautiful day in the neighborhood | |
| All' s well that ends well | |
| Outside watering their lawn and shit | |
| Birds are chirping, dogs are barking | |
| It' s beautiful | |
| That may be your hood but this is my hood... | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Got the red dogs trippin' and these niggaz still snitchin | |
| The old lady across the street still bitchin | |
| It' s 3 in the mornin take your old ass to sleep | |
| The third time she' s called the police this week | |
| Lookin' at my Franck Muller, it' s about that time | |
| Your folks just left so I' m on my grind | |
| Said you wanna twofifty cause you need that nine | |
| I want that bread but I don' t need that dime | |
| Charger fresh out the shop with that suicide doors | |
| Swear I died and came back alive | |
| With 22 inches all under the frame | |
| Keep my pocket full of bread, you niggaz know the name | |
| Chorus: | |
| Jeezy like to drink | |
| Jeezy like to smoke | |
| Jeezy like to mix arm and hammer with his coke | |
| Jeezy at the trap | |
| Jeezy like to grind | |
| Jeezy bout his paper | |
| Cuz Jeezy like to shine | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Sold those squares yeah I cooked them o' s | |
| Guilty as charged yeah I rock them shows | |
| I can' t even lie yeah i fucked them hoes | |
| Trapped all day spent it all on clothes | |
| Shop all day till the mall is clothed | |
| Come back to the trap get my pockets swoll | |
| Fruitopia, smoke blueberry | |
| Mix it with the purp, we call it cranberry | |
| The Bin Laden clips yeah they came with the chopper | |
| Got a slick mouth I hope you came with a doctor | |
| The boy stacks cheese like it came with the whopper | |
| Stay fly like I came in a chopper | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3: | |
| Ain' t shit shakin but the leaves in the trees | |
| Between me and you I got a deal on the ki' s | |
| Six in one run, laid a mil on the trees | |
| Hit the broad every night, keep a plug on the white | |
| Mr. 175, you niggaz know the name | |
| Why y' all playin y' all know it ain' t a game | |
| This is me motherfucker, why would I ever change | |
| 120 carats, you niggaz see the chain | |
| I' m a bathing ape fanatic | |
| Red monkey junkie | |
| Glass pots on the stove got the kitchen smellin funky | |
| Sold a million records but I still flip them blocks | |
| On the TV every day but I' m still pop them glocks | |
| Chorus |