[Intro]
Zaytoven
Ayy
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
[Verse 1]
I don't fuck with these niggas 'cause they shady
These bitches they just wanna have my baby
Born in the 80's, crack baby (Damn)
Mama, she was in the streets, so guess who raised me (The streets, nigga)
You muthafuckin' 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 the clock (Trappin')
Nine years old I seen a nigga get shot, damn
Niggas quick to run their mouth when they get jammed (What?)
Pussy ass nigga telling on his own fam (Pussy)
Same nigga that you break your neck for (Yeah)
Be the same nigga that cross you out and wet you up (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
'pposed 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
[Chorus]
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)
[Verse 2]
Zay' got the muthafuckin' bass thumpin' (Zay')
Dolph got the muthafuckin' trap jumpin' (It's Dolph)
Doors to the trap open, I'll sell you something (What you want?)
Hell nah, don't ask, I ain't frontin' nothing (Hell nah)
I fucked yo bitch then told her, "I'll see you around!" (Haha)
Dolph just skipped town with two hundred thou'
Dolph just poured an eight in a two liter pop (Pour up)
They say Dolph addicted to these streets just like his pops (Damn)
Addicted to hustlin', I can't stop (Can't stop)
Won't stop (Won't stop), can't stop (Ayy)
Never hear me complaining 'bout what I ain't got (Nah)
Ha, 'cause if I want it, I'ma go get it (Ayy, yeah, ayy)
Free my nigga Yo Diddy (Ayy)
Got Paper Route tatted on your ho titty (Empire)
Same nigga you gettin' high with he really your enemy (Damn)
Everyday niggas cross they patnas out for Benjamins
[Chorus]
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)
