Young Dolph - Preach lyrics

[Intro: Young Dolph] Zaytoven Ayeeeee You know what up, haha It's Dolph! Zay, what's poppin'! Never trust a b**h, never trust a n***a f** b**hes, f** b**hes Get the scrilla Young hustla, these muthaf**in' n***as Never trust a b**h n***a, get the scrilla [Verse 1: Young Dolph] I don't f** with these n***as 'cause they shady These b**hes they just wanna have my baby Born in the 80's, crack baby Mama she was in the streets, so guess who raised me (the streets) You muthaf**in' 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 9 years old I seen a n***a get shot, damn n***as quick to run their mouth when they get jammed p**y a** n***a telling on his own fam (p**y) Same n***a that you break your neck for Be the same n***a that cross you out and wet you up 'Pose to be chasin' money, but you chasin' b**hes 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 b**h to law school [Hook: Young Dolph] Keep it real with your dawg no matter what (Preach) Same b**h 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 n***a sh**, only what I do and speak, if that n***a don't work, he a f**in' leech (Preach) I ain't got sh** for a n***a, ain't nothing in this muthaf**in' world free (Preach) [Verse 2: Young Dolph] Zay got the muthaf**in' ba** thumpin, Dolph got the muthaf**in' trap jumpin DDoors to the trap open, I'll sell you something Hell nah, don't ask, I ain't frontin' nothing I f**ed yo b**h 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 (Ay) Never hear me complaining 'bout what I ain't got Cause if I want it, I'ma go get it Free my n***a Yo Diddy Got Paper Route tatted on yo ho titty Same n***a you gettin' high with he really yo enemy Everyday n***as cross they patnas out for Benjamins [Hook: Young Dolph] Keep it real with your dawg no matter what (Preach) Same b**h 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 n***a sh**, only what I do and speak, if that n***a don't work, he a f**in' leech (Preach) I ain't got sh** for a n***a, ain't nothing in this muthaf**in' world free (Preach)