Dolph Lyrics & Tabs by Young Dolph

Dolph

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Young Dolph

Album : High Class Street MusicPlayStop

YOUNG DOLPH
I don't fuck with these niggas cause they shady
These bitches they just want to have my babies

Born in the 80's crack baby
Mama she was in the streets so guess who raised me (the streets nigga)
You motherfucking 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 a clock
9 years old I seen a nigga get shot (damn)
Niggas quick to run they mouth when they get jammed
Pussy ass nigga tell it on his own fam (pussy)
The same nigga that you break your neck for
Be the same nigga that cross you out and wet you up
Supposed to be chasing money but you chasing bitches
Real bosses don't talk we just sit back and listen
Stack that paper up and then make boss moves

Supposed to be chasing money but you chasing bitches
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 bitch to law school
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 when I have to speak
If that nigga don't work he a fucking leach (preach)
I ain't got shit for a nigga ain't nothing in this motherfucking world free (preach)
Zae got the motherfucking base thumping
Dolph got the motherfucking trap jumping (it's dolph)
Doors to the trap open now I'll sale you something (what you want)
Hell naw don't ask I ain't frontin nothing (hell naw)
I fucked yo bitch and told her I'll see you around
Dolph just skipped town with two hundred thou'
Dolph just poured a 8 in a 2 liter pop
They say Dolph addicted to these streets just like his pops
Addicted to hustling I can't stop, won't stop, can't stop
Never here me complain about what I ain't got
Cause if I want it I'ma go get it
Free my nigga Yo diddy
Got paper route tatted on your hoe titty
Same nigga you getting high with he really your enemy
Everday niggas cross they partners out for benjamins
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 when I have to speak
If that nigga don't work he a fucking leach (preach)
I ain't got shit for a nigga ain't nothing in this motherfucking world free (preach)

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