[Intro: Young Jeezy]
I put on...
I put on...
I put on...
I put on...
I put on for my city, on, on for my city
I put on for my city, on, on for my city
I put on for my city, on, on for my city
I put on for my city, on, on for my city

[Verse 1:]
When they see me up in traffic they say Jeezy on some other shit
Send them pussy niggas runnin straight back to the dealership
Me I´m in my spaceship, that´s right I work for Nasa
The 7H is not a fraud, call that bitch my bodyguard
Call that bitch your bodyguard?
Yeah, thats my bodyguard
When we´re out of jewelry
Young gon´ do security
What´s whiter than a napkin, harder than a dinner plate
If you want it come and get it,
You know I stay super straight
Ran up in my spots and now I´m workin at the Super 8
Know you niggas hungry, come and get a super plate
Y´all sing happy birthday, yeah I got that super cake
Hundred karat bracelet, I use it like some super freight

[Chorus:]
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on (chyeah! let´s go!)
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on (chyeah! let´s go!)

[Verse 2:]
Half bag, top back, ain´t nothin but a young thug
HKs, 8 K´s, I need to join a gun club
Big wheels, big straps, you know I like it super sized
Passenger´s a redbone, her weed look like some curly fries
Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce
Pocket full of celery, imagine what she tellin me
Blowin on asparagus, the realest shit I ever smoked
Ridin to that Trap or Die, the realest shit I ever wrote
They know I got that broccoli, so I keep that glock on me
Don´t get caught without one, comin from where I´m from
Call me Jeezy Hamilton, flyin down Campbellton
So fresh, so clean, on my way to Charlene

[Chorus:]
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on (chyeah! let´s go!)
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on (chyeah! let´s go!)

[Verse 3: Kanye West]
I put on...
I put on...
I put on...
I put on for my city, I put on for my
I put on for my city, I put on for my city
On...

I feel like there´s still niggas that owe me checks
I feel like there´s still bitches that owe me sex
I feel like this but niggas don´t know the stress
I lost the only girl in the world that know me best
I got the money and the fame and that don´t mean shit
I got the Jesus on a chain, man that don´t mean shit
Cause when the Jesus pieces can´t bring me peace
So I need just at least of one of Russell´s nieces
On... I let my nightmares go
I put on for everybody that I knew from the go
I know dese hoes that was frontin when they knew we was broke
They say damn, easy easy, you don´t know us no more
You got that big fame homie, and you just changed on me
You can ask big homie, man the top so lonely I-I-I...
So lonely I-I-I...
Let me see what we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I´m high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashin´ lights (flashin lights)
Cause every night (every night)
I put on

[Chorus Young Jeezy]:
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on (chyeah! let´s go!)
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on (chyeah! let´s go!)