Drug Lord

[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

[Hook: Red Cafe]

Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker

Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker

Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker

I know they wanna be me, motherfucker

Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker

Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker (2 Chainz)

Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker (Hello)

I know they wanna be me, motherfucker (yeaaaah)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]

Hair weave kill 'em, rearrange her hairdo

I'm motherfuckin' real and that just ain't you

I'm up on appeal for killing the Pro Tools

And niggas know my religion is tru

Horseshoes, curfew niggas, consort with killers

Lil' niggas is gassed up, it's time to burp you, niggas

See, every day is a weekend, we spend

Money on the strong pack, you niggas is weaklin's

Catch me on one, two, five and the wheat Timbs

Gucci hoodie on, look like a tall-ass Rakim

I'm a dread-head, rocking with the redhead

I'm from College Park where the feds tap a dead cell

Smoke Cool Js, back-to-back LL

You need clientele just so you can rock bail

Yeah, used to trap by a school zone

ATL, I had crack in my school clothes

Got into it with my car until the roof gone

Catch up, you too far back in the Grey Poupon

They say I'm a hoodlum in some new clothes

Hello, goodbye, I need some new hoes

[Hook]