Jeezy ft. Trick Daddy, Young Buck, Lil' Will - Last of a Dying Breed Lyrics

Yeah, ayy (ayy)
What the mothafuckin' business is, nigga? (Yeah)
Ayy, real niggas do real things, nigga (last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed)
Fuck, man, they don't make niggas like they used to, dawg (last of a dyin' breed)
Niggas tryna get a nigga sideways and shit, nigga (ayy)
It's real talk, nigga, fuck what you talkin' 'bout, nigga (kickin' me, where ya at, nigga?)
(Ayy)

Welcome to the life of a young thug nigga (yeah)
Only hang out wit' them criminals and drug dealers (ayy)
I'm from even where dead die (die)
For tryna do it big like the kid from Bedstuy
I see death around the corner and I ain't scared
I got a Carbon 15 and I'm fully prepared (that's right)
Lord have mercy, twenty rounds in a clip (yeah)
Outta line get twenty rounds in ya hip (ayy)
Shoot first and ask questions later (later)
The answer is it was all about the paper (yeah)
Got everything to gain and shit to lose
And a new forty-five that I'm dyin' to use (yeah)

Said if ya real like me (like me)
Throw ya hoods in the air so the whole wide world can see (ayy)
Last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed
And if ya real like me (like me)
Keep that thang on ya hip that's just the way that it's gotta be
Last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed

I done seen niggas come and go
Shit the whole world done seen what I done before
We do anything when the funds is low
I'm the reason outta towners don't come no mo'
Let me show you niggas how to break down the whole thang
My nigga B.G. know Buck been a birdman
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
Made my mark so the streets gon' remember me
Now come and get it, nigga, Cashville Tenakee, holla back

Said if ya real like me (like me)
Throw ya hoods in the air so the whole wide world can see (ayy)
Last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed
And if ya real like me (like me)
Keep that thang on ya hip that's just the way that it's gotta be
Last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed

Some of the dudes we thought was real O.G.'s was O.B's
'Cause they took pleas and included G's like you and me
The first step was goin' to set a trap
So in a short period, they convinced the grand jury to allow a phone tap
And if they listenin'
Not once did they hear us mentionin'
Murder and a cocaine distributin'
Through all that was dividends comin' in
I'm strict legit, and better yet we too smart for ya'll bullshit
Callin' all cars (callin all cars)
Hit your burglar alarms
And tell 'em hurry up and come them niggas got guns
Man down, shots fired, only fuck-niggas and cops died
First stage of a riot
And them fucks couldn't sneak by us
Oh, you want to witness some shit
Fine bitch, be quiet
Because they only got what you tell 'em
And only witness that they had, the bitch was layin' there dead
Shot in the street all red, with two shots to his head
'Cause he was workin' for the feds
And the last informant, informed us
They had it out for us
For a bird that he got popped for
So ride or die for him (ride or die for him)
Better yet, you better kill 'em
'Cause I think he's gon' be the bitch to tell 'em
And he probably already told 'em
But then again with out a witness them bitches ain't got shit

Said if ya real like me (like me)
Throw ya hoods in the air so the whole wide world can see (ayy)
Last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed
And if ya real like me (like me)
Keep that thang on ya hip that's just the way that it's gotta be
Last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed, last of a dyin' breed