Preacha Man (feat. Monty G)

I used to want to be a drug dealer Now the hood calls me the preacha man I used to want to be a drug dealer Now the hood calls me the preacha man Preacha man Hood calls me preacha man Give me some good news preacha man Preacha man Hood calls me preacha man Give me some good news preacha man Since I was young All I wanted was a kilo Pyraex got me feeling like a Chemist Stealing bakin soda And I just watch it bubble up Or be thankful for forgiveness Momma taught me that cook up No punching line Thats you Look what you brought me Thats all white And I turn that No lies Ask the hood boy It aint no It aint no wet nights On the blocks I wanted the money to use it for the whips I see the whips Im on with my hip And my hood want no lawyers Got the beat Got the beat I was just hustlin on some streets Money and grands Yeah we cookin the pot I come and transform the killer For real I used to want to be a drug dealer Now the hood calls me the preacha man I used to want to be a drug dealer Now the hood calls me the preacha man Preacha man Hood calls me preacha man Give me some good news preacha man Preacha man Hood calls me preacha man Give me some good news preacha man And now youre talkin about grandma When I say I need them commas But Lord knows I regret it I was selling crack to my momma And the block where you stay Is the block where you will be What am I supposed to do? I dont know what I should do Everybody on the block So I had to move She told me to get a job I m out of 5 I may not even be alive You need to chop it now I used to want to be a drug dealer Now the hood calls me the preacha man I used to want to be a drug dealer Now the hood calls me the preacha man Preacha man Hood calls me preacha man Give me some good news preacha man Preacha man Hood calls me preacha man Give me some good news preacha man I like the discipline chain We used to live everywhere Though we live right here So be the preacha man And bring the light I see I used to want to be a drug dealer