Preach (feat. Jim Jones)

Lyrics

I told Swizz they ain't ready for the smoke though (oh!)
 Still got niggas that be pointin' guns at the po-po
 Probably got a picture of your auntie in my photos
 That was you in front the building
 when she was hoppin' out my four-door
 Shit, but what you like 19 now?
 But you probably still never had like 19 thou'
 In my day I had to work to bring the white fiends down
 Brought some crackheads around, just to wipe the V down
 Why drink Rose when Jay got Aces?
 Free Leek he was with me the other day up in Aces
 Bunch of pretty watches with the frozen up faces
 We got them lawyers we can call just to close up the cases
 Shit, I'm from Harlem, what I stunt in is outrageous
 Went up in the dealer just to cop somethin' outrageous
 Yeah we got parents, but the drug dealers raised us
 And shit, I prayed to God, but the lord never saved us
 So we stuck what we stuck, what was fuckin' with that?
 I pack guns with shoulder stocks with the muffler attached
 We take trips to different places with the butler attached
 Or playback the Maybach, press a button relax
 Preach
 Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh
 Preach
 Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh
 Supreme Court hearings, brand new McLarens
 Suede pipe seats, Tiptronic steering
 Baby this is art that come with no commission
 Could be a blind man, but you gotta know the vision
 Private jets just to blow the izzo
 Parden me 'cause I been accused of male chauvinism
 Gettin' head in the whip, and havin' no collisions
 Never lackin' 'cause I keep that fully loaded with em
 Shit, you know I gotta shout the bros in prison (eastside)
 My nigga Gleem is like a blow magician
 Shit, he cook it up and watch it disappear
 Shit, now light it up and let it hit the air (light that up)
 I was spittin' Ace of Spade all in this bitch's ear
 I told her, like pretty women like Richard Gere
 Uh, pack guns and stay fly is a part of us
 Four bitches packed up in the Benz, it's like a party bus
 All this tough talk, but niggas ain't as hard as us
 I cook coke at the kitchen, watch it harden up
 Preach
 Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh
 Preach
 Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh
 Preach
 My, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:18
Key
2
Tempo
92 BPM

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