Preach (feat. Rick Ross & Young Jeezy) [Remix]

K-keep it real with your dog no matter what (Uh, double-M)

Dolph, it's the boss

Zaytoven

My uncle back bad, look at all the work he did

Shawty got a man, taught her how to work the yeah (Work)

Topic of the gossip at the nail shop (Rich ****)

A lotta traffic, time to get another mailbox (Uh)

Trap bumpin', good enough to go to hell 'bout

Caught a case and sold a brick outside the jailhouse (Huh)

Outside of the jailhouse (Huh)

High Class Street Music 5

Outside of the jailhouse

Dom P, that's for you suckers, we on Belaire

We in the corner with them killers, homie, hell yeah

Hundred ****, but all it took him was one Glock

Gang signs, then all you heard was the gunshots

Bang, now you wanna do the duck walk

Candy paint got me lookin' like duck sauce (Boom)

Ten-piece shawty and I run the game (****)

Double-M worth more than two hundred thangs

Maybach Music

K-keep it real with your dog 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 **** shit only when I do speak

If that **** don't work, he a fuckin' leech (Preach)

I ain't got shit for a ****

Ain't nothin' in this motherfuckin' world free (Preach)

I don't fuck with these **** 'cause they shady

These bitches, they just wanna have my baby

Born in the '80s, crack baby (Damn)

Mama, she was in the streets, so guess who raised me? (The streets, ****)

You motherfuckin' right

Couldn't get it from my mama, so I got it off the block

Been workin' my whole life, but I ain't never punched a clock (Trappin')

Nine years old, I seen a **** get shot, damn (Damn)

**** quick to run they mouth when they get jammed (What?)

Pussy-ass **** tellin' on his own fam (Pussy)

The same **** that you break your neck for (Yeah)

Be the same **** that cross you out and wet you up (Aye)

'Posed to be chasin' money, but you chasin' bitches (What you doin'?)

Real bosses don't talk, we just sit back and listen (Uh-huh)

Stack that paper up and then make boss moves (Yeah)

She like to argue, so I sent that bitch to law school

K-keep it real with your dog 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 **** shit only when I do speak

If that **** don't work, he a fuckin' leech (Preach)

I ain't got shit for a ****

Ain't nothin' in this motherfuckin' world free (Preach)

I don't trust no **** or bitch (Yeah)

Stick to the code, stay focused, get rich (Ha-ha)

I'm 'bout to mix this Arm & Hammer with this holy water

I'm talkin' four and a baby, guess the yayo had a daughter (Yeah)

From the lock to the shop, told 'em cut the head off (Aye)

You know the motto, ball till the feds cut your bread off

Let me take a second, welcome Ronnie Woods home

Yeah, this one for Memphis, talkin' Ronnie Woods home (Yeah)

If you're prayin' for my fall, you deserve to see me ballin'

The Plug Best Friend

Chain lookin' like it came from Bourbon Street, New Orleans (Yeah)

Keep your frenemies close, keep that .40 cal closer

They call me Jeezy Montana when I bought that white poster (Ha-ha)

Timid-dick **** fall in love with the pussy (Hey)

**** cross me, I got no love for the pussy (Hey)

Green for the money, owe my dog one thing

First to put a hundred thousand in them Sean John jeans, huh? Preach, huh?

K-keep it real with your dog 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 **** shit only when I do speak

If that **** don't work, he a fuckin' leech (Preach)

I ain't got shit for a ****

Ain't nothin' in this motherfuckin' world free (Preach)

Cross my heart, hope to die, ****

Put my hand on the motherfuckin' Bible, ****

If I ain't keep it one thousand, ****

Like a whole thing, ha-ha, yeah

No scale, we sell it retail, ha-ha

****, fuck the PO, we like, "Fuck jail"

You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Preach, ****

Amen, yeah