Preach

Zaytoven Ayeeeee You know what up, haha It's Dolph! Zay, what's poppin'! Never trust a bitch, never trust a nigga Fuck bitches, fuck bitches Get the scrilla Young hustla, these muthafuckin' niggas Never trust a bitch nigga, get the scrilla I don't fuck with these niggas cause they shady These bitches they just wanna have my baby Born in the 80s, crack baby Mama she was in the streets, so guess who raised me (the streets) You muthafuckin' right Couldn't get it from my mama, so I got it off the block Been working my whole life, but I ain't never punched the clock 9 years old I seen a nigga get shot, damn Niggas quick to run their mouth when they get jammed Pussy ass nigga telling on his own fam (pussy) Same nigga that you break your neck for Be the same nigga that cross you out and wet you up 'Pose to be chasin' money, but you chasin' bitches Real bosses don't talk, we just sit back and listen Stack that paper up, and then make boss moves She like to argue so I sent that bitch to law school Keep it real with your dawg no matter what (Preach) Same bitch that claim she love you she'll set you up (Preach) Out here in these streets it ain't no such thing as love (Preach) The only thing I trust is this pistol and these slugs (Preach) Real nigga shit, only what I do and speak, if that nigga don't work, he a fuckin' leech (Preach) I ain't got shit for a nigga, ain't nothing in this muthafuckin' world free (Preach) Zay got the muthafuckin' bass thumpin, Dolph got the muthafuckin' trap jumpin Doors to the trap open, I'll sell you something Hell nah, don't ask, I ain't frontin nothing I fucked yo bitch then told her, "I'll see you around!" Dolph just skipped town with 2 hunnit thou' Dolph just poured an 8 in a two liter pop They say Dolph addicted to these streets just like his pops Addicted to hustlin', I can't stop (can't stop) Won't stop (won't stop), can't stop Never hear me complaining 'bout what I ain't got Cause if I want it, I'ma go get it Free my nigga Yo Diddy Got Paper Route tatted on yo ho titty Same nigga you gettin' high with he really yo enemy Everyday niggas cross they patnas out for Benjamins Keep it real with your dawg no matter what (Preach) Same bitch that claim she love you she'll set you up (Preach) Out here in these streets it ain't no such thing as love (Preach) The only thing I trust is this pistol and these slugs (Preach) Real nigga shit, only what I do and speak, if that nigga don't work, he a fuckin' leech (Preach) I ain't got shit for a nigga, ain't nothing in this muthafuckin' world free (Preach)