[Intro: B Will]
Don Dada, you wanna roll with the mobsters?
[Verse 1: Boosie Badazz]
It was me and you
Too deep in the 'lac
We survived homicides and the verbal attacks
I know, it hurts bad
We got purple for that
And it was more than one nigga in our circle got whacked
Choppa hit him in the side, he lay perfectly flat
Dirt on his cap, he be certained a nap
We know he, died a rat, we can't hide a rat
I survived the trap, bitch I survived the trap
[Chorus: B Will]
Don Dada, top shotta, you wanna roll with the mobsters?
You're like your father, but harder
Don Dada, top shotta, you wanna roll with the mobsters?
You're like your father, but harder
[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
Brother say "go and get a scholar"
I told him do his thing man, I'm gonna get a yappa
I two way fight, he two-way head, we riders
More money more murder, Don Dadas and top shottas
Drop toppers in the Summertime, red bottles we floss
We cancel your ass just to cancel the toll
They say my father used to whoop niggas
I guess we different, 'cause I'd much rather cook niggas
And gon' flip 'em, I was lost as a kid, but I did dream millions
From a one-room shack, to fifty-feet ceilings
Interrogated I'm on top of the charbroiled
With Boss Man written under of my photo
Wise guy too smooth, I play chess, nigga
The system picked the wrong card out the deck niggas
So I flip the ace, and I hold it to her face
Card came home, got the wraith, boy
I'm a
Don Dada, you wanna roll with the mobsters?
[Verse 1: Boosie Badazz]
It was me and you
Too deep in the 'lac
We survived homicides and the verbal attacks
I know, it hurts bad
We got purple for that
And it was more than one nigga in our circle got whacked
Choppa hit him in the side, he lay perfectly flat
Dirt on his cap, he be certained a nap
We know he, died a rat, we can't hide a rat
I survived the trap, bitch I survived the trap
[Chorus: B Will]
Don Dada, top shotta, you wanna roll with the mobsters?
You're like your father, but harder
Don Dada, top shotta, you wanna roll with the mobsters?
You're like your father, but harder
[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
Brother say "go and get a scholar"
I told him do his thing man, I'm gonna get a yappa
I two way fight, he two-way head, we riders
More money more murder, Don Dadas and top shottas
Drop toppers in the Summertime, red bottles we floss
We cancel your ass just to cancel the toll
They say my father used to whoop niggas
I guess we different, 'cause I'd much rather cook niggas
And gon' flip 'em, I was lost as a kid, but I did dream millions
From a one-room shack, to fifty-feet ceilings
Interrogated I'm on top of the charbroiled
With Boss Man written under of my photo
Wise guy too smooth, I play chess, nigga
The system picked the wrong card out the deck niggas
So I flip the ace, and I hold it to her face
Card came home, got the wraith, boy
I'm a
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