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preach it - peewee longway feat. young dolph lyrics

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zaytoven
ayeeeee
you know what up, haha
it’s dolph!
zay, what’s poppin’!
never trust a b-tch, never trust a n-gg-
f-ck b-tches, f-ck b-tches
get the scrilla
young hustla, these m-th-f-ckin’ n-gg-s
never trust a b-tch n-gg-, get the scrilla
i don’t f-ck with these n-gg-s cause they shady
these b-tches 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)
you m-th-f-ckin’ 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 the clock
9 years old i seen a n-gg- get shot, d-mn
n-gg-s quick to run their mouth when they get jammed
p-ssy -ss n-gg- telling on his own fam (p-ssy)
same n-gg- that you break your neck for
be the same n-gg- that cross you out and wet you up
‘pose to be chasin’ money, but you chasin’ b-tches
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-tch to law school
keep it real with your dawg no matter what (preach)
same b-tch 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-gg- sh-t, only what i do and speak, if that n-gg- don’t work, he a f-ckin’ leech (preach)
i ain’t got sh-t for a n-gg-, ain’t nothing in this m-th-f-ckin’ world free (preach)
zay got the m-th-f-ckin’ b-ss thumpin, dolph got the m-th-f-ckin’ trap jumpin
doors to the trap open, i’ll sell you something
h-ll nah, don’t ask, i ain’t frontin nothing
i f-cked yo b-tch 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
never hear me complaining ’bout what i ain’t got
cause if i want it, i’ma go get it
free my n-gg- yo diddy
got paper route tatted on yo ho t-tty
same n-gg- you gettin’ high with he really yo enemy
everyday n-gg-s cross they patnas out for benjamins

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