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[Intro: R. Kelly] + (Young Jeezy)Young Jeezy...(CT) And ya boy Kells(Yeah...87, 32, what it do, nigga?)Haha. That's right keep clapping ya'll. DJ you playing with us, turn it up(Kiki, I got you homie, Let's get it)Let's go get 'em Jeezy...oh, oh, oh[Chorus: R Kelly]You know we trap all day (oh) we play all night (oh)This is the life of a, the life of a (ay)Go Getta (ay) Go Getta (ay) Go Getta (yeeeah)And in the club, you see a bad bitch, point her out (oh)Yeah ya damn right I'ma (ay) ya damn right I'ma (ay)Go Getta (ay) Go Getta (ay) Go Getta (yeeeah)[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]Enemy of the state, they calling him Will Smith (whoa)Thing on my side, you can call that Jada (damn)Them boys talking down, yeah we call them hatersI'm balling right now so we'll get to that later (oh oh oh oh)I be the first to admit I'm such an alcoholic (oh oh oh oh)Only blow the good shit, yeah that wuchumacallit (haha)Catch me posted on the block, in something excited (whoa)0-7 year, the same color Hypnotik (yeeeeeah)On the outside lookin, and I want in (ay)My homie did the same thing and he got ten (damn)Just took a loss, still tryin to win (yeah)Ain't tryin to give back, so what you tryin to spend? (Let's get it)[Chorus][Verse 2: Young Jeezy]We live life on the edge like there's no tommorrow (damn)And grind hard like there's no todayAnd do the same shit like it's yesterdayThe game never stop, so who's next to play? (oh oh oh oh)Against all odds, you can place ya bets (oh oh oh oh)Yeah I'm just getting started so I ain't done yet (nah)Risk it all, you can lose ya lifeWhat else can I say? That's a helluva price (damn)I don't under cause I overstandNo time for mistakes so I overplan (ay)I'm in the club like what? 4-5 with me (yeah)And I'ma stay thuggin till the feds come get me (yeeeeeeah)[Chorus][Verse 3: R. Kelly]Hey, hey, this is how we playWhen we roll up to the club high sittin on twenty-tre'sHop out like we fly dealersTop models grabbin usThey love them Go Getta's only in the magPut the D on, chicks like WallaceTurn 'em forward now, they can have all of thisCan't deny it when you see the wheels spinninBoy Kells out the coupe in Miami white linenChips big spending, walk up out the club with a shitload of womenSoon as I see what I like I'ma get itI'ma get it, oh I'ma get it, cause I'ma Go Getta[Chorus with variations]