Drug Lord Red Cafe (Ft. 2 Chainz)

[Intro: Red Cafe]
Drug lord
They're calling me a drug lord
(Brooklyn, Flatbush)
Drug lord
(2007)
Look
(ShakeDown)

[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
Cash, cash, I gets hella cash
Shawty don't judge me, I might fuck you fast
Then get out of Dodge, hop in my Dodge
Camaro, Fidel Castro, look
Cocaine connect, now what I'm known as
Believe I dropped a few burbs, where your zone at?
Believe I push hella pounds where your town at
And bet I press the chopper right where your frown at

What your life like? Nigga, mine real
That Rollie you wearin' foolery, nigga, mine real
I'm selling narcotics, so you know how come
I'm still balling on niggas without an album
I ain't out here preachin' like if I'm Malcom
I'm hella dirty in these streets, 730
ShakeDown, bitch, smoke till my lungs black
Only question I ask, "Fuck is my one's at?"
Fuck what these hoes doing, fuck who these hoes screwing
Put that ho in the street, let's get this dough moving
I slam Cadillac doors, whip, whip city then ice that crack gold