Verse of the Week: U.S.D.A: Corporate Thuggin'(Young Jeezy Verse)

I said, I'm "Corporate Thuggin"
C-T-E!
Until the day I die, dat's the way it's gon' be
Thug Motivation, I'm bumpin' in my 3
Blowin' on some killa shit dat I got from Zone 3
Blowin' Orange Mile, yeah we call it Tennessee
I'm good in err' hood, err' body know me
So don't wake me up, I swear to God I'm dreamin'
Pray fo' Uncle Ray, yeah dat nigga still beamin'
Lookin' fly in the cock pit, a nigga still leanin'
Money out here, so a nigga still schemin'
And I don't make music for the muthafuckin' critics
They don't understand 'cause they ain't muthafuckin' livin' it
And I ain't trippin' on "The Source", I got a muthafuckin' "plug"
Keepin' 5 mics, I'm still a mothafuckin' thug
Now, the question is - CAN A NIGGA REALLY RAP?
And they ask you - IS YOU EVA BEEN TO THE TRAP?
Bitch I make hits, you niggas waste time
And I be Goddamn if I let chu waste mine
Like change fo' the betta, but I'm still strapped
Trigga-happy nigga, don't make me relapse
Attitude like "Fuck It! " - they hatin' anyway
And I can give a fuck what a nigga gotta say
YOU STILL TALKIN' BLOW? - YOU GOD DAMN RIGH!
What else I'm gon' say dat's my mu'fuckin' life
I just left Jamaica I'm talkin' Ochos Rios
Sippin' margaritas on the beach in my Adidas
Brought a few pills but dats only fo' the skeezas
Use my black card but dat's only fo' the reefa
Wussuh! (Let's go)