[Intro: Young Dolph & Rick Ross]
Keep it real with your dogs no matter what (Uh, double-M)
Dolph, it's the boss
(Zaytoven)
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
My uncle back, dad, look at all the work he did
Shawty got a man, taught her how to work the yeah (Work)
Topic of the gossip at the nail shop (Rich nigga)
A lotta traffic, time to get another mailbox (Uh)
Trap bumpin', good enough to go to hell 'bout
Caught a case and sold a brick outside the jailhouse (Huh)
Outside of the jailhouse (Huh, High Class Street Music 5)
Outside of the jailhouse
Dom P, that's for you suckers, we on Belaire
We in the corner with them killers, homie, hell yeah
Hundred niggas, but all it took him was one Glock
Gang signs, then all you heard was the gun shots
Bang, now you wanna do the duck walk
Candy paint got me lookin' like duck sauce (Boom)
Ten-piece shawty and I run the game (Nigga)
Double- M worth more than two hundred thangs (Maybach Music)
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Keep it real with your dog 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 nothin' in this motherfuckin' world free (Preach)
Keep it real with your dogs no matter what (Uh, double-M)
Dolph, it's the boss
(Zaytoven)
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
My uncle back, dad, look at all the work he did
Shawty got a man, taught her how to work the yeah (Work)
Topic of the gossip at the nail shop (Rich nigga)
A lotta traffic, time to get another mailbox (Uh)
Trap bumpin', good enough to go to hell 'bout
Caught a case and sold a brick outside the jailhouse (Huh)
Outside of the jailhouse (Huh, High Class Street Music 5)
Outside of the jailhouse
Dom P, that's for you suckers, we on Belaire
We in the corner with them killers, homie, hell yeah
Hundred niggas, but all it took him was one Glock
Gang signs, then all you heard was the gun shots
Bang, now you wanna do the duck walk
Candy paint got me lookin' like duck sauce (Boom)
Ten-piece shawty and I run the game (Nigga)
Double- M worth more than two hundred thangs (Maybach Music)
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Keep it real with your dog 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 nothin' in this motherfuckin' world free (Preach)
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