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

(Keep it real with your dawgs no matter what) Dolph, Boss (Zaytoven) My uncle back there Look at all the work he did Shawty got a man Topic of the work we in Topic of the gossip at the nail shop (rich nigga) A lotta traffic time to get another mailbox Trap bumpin', could another go to Hell Bob? Call the case and sold the brick outside the jailhouse Outside of the jailhouse Outside of the jailhouse Gon' be that's why you suckers, we don't care to live We in the corner with them killers on me, hell yeah Honey nigga but all it took him was one Glock Gang signs and all you heard was the gun shots (bang) Now you wanna do the duck walk Candy paint got me lookin' like duck sauce Ten piece, shawty, and I run the game Double it and work more than 200 things Keep it real with your dawg no matter what (preach) Same bitch to claim she love you, she done set you up (preach) Out here in these streets, there 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, then he a fuckin' leech (preach) I ain't got shit for a nigga, ain't nothing in this motherfuckin' world free (preach) 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 nigga) You motherfuckin' 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 a clock Nine years old, I seen them niggas 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 'Sposed 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 to claim she love you, she done set you up (preach) Out here in these streets, there 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, then he a fuckin' leech (preach) I ain't got shit for a nigga, ain't nothing in this motherfuckin' world free (preach) I don't trust no nigga or bitch Stick to the code, stay focused, get rich I'm 'bout to make this Arm & Hammer with this Holy Water I'm talkin' four in a bed, guess the yayo had a daughter From the lock to the shop, I told 'em cut the head off You know I'm 'bout to ball 'til the Fed cut your bread off Let me take a second and walk around in wood, ho Yeah, that's one for Memphis, talkin' runnin' woods ho If you're prayin' for my fall, you deserve to see me ballin' Chain lookin' like it came from Bourbon St. New Orleans Keep your frenemies close, keep that .40 cal closer They call me Cheesey Montana when I call that white bullshit 'Til that dick nigga fall in love with a pussy Nigga call me, I got no love for the pussy Green for the money, all my dawg wants in First to put a hundred thousand and I'm sure judging Keep it real with your dawg no matter what (preach) Same bitch to claim she love you, she done set you up (preach) Out here in these streets, there 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, then he a fuckin' leech (preach) I ain't got shit for a nigga, ain't nothing in this motherfuckin' world free (preach) Cross my heart and hope to die nigga Put my hand on the motherfuckin' Bible nigga Always keep it one thousand nigga Like the whole thing, yeah No skill, tell the retail Nigga fuck the P.O., we like, fuck jail Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Preach nigga Amen