Dolph Speaks

[Spoken: Young Dolph]

The same young nigga that moved motherfuckin mom and dad out the hood, nigga

Out the motherfuckin hood, nigga

To a motherfuckin crib with a big kitchen nigga, a big living room, [?] and all this shit, nigga

We came from shit, nigga

That's me nigga, I did that

No rap money, nigga

You smell that?

I'm the same young nigga

Come through the motherfuckin hood

Running from the motherfuckin police in that stupid ass Coope, nigga

You smell me?

I'm the same young nigga

Pop up in the motherfuckin cafateria

Counting a motherfuckin band

In front of the lunch line in high school

You smell me?

I'm the same motherfuckin nigga

That when I fucked up and dropped my first CD

Bullshit, I pressed out 20,000 coppys

Gave them motherfuckers away

Deep off this shit

Got these niggas mad

You feel me?

Well guess what?

I don't give a fuck about these pussys

You smell me?

Real recognise real

Money respect money

Dolph don't respect [?]

Shout out to the west coast, shout out to the east coast, shout out to the whole damb south, nigga

Texas, Florida, Mississippi

[?] Alabama, all this shit, the midwest, I can't even say all of y'all

Shout out to all of y'all out there for rocking with the kid

The illest nigga in this shit

Nigga I am Blue Magic, nigga

Come on, man

Tim Gates, what's poppin?

Daddy-O, what's poppin, man?