Don Dada - Boosie Badazz, B. Will, Lee Banks

It was me and you

Too deep in the 'lac

We survived homicides and the verbal attacks

I know, it hurts bad

We got purple for that

And it was more than one nigga in our circle got whacked

Choppa hit him in the side, he lay perfectly flat

Dirt on his cap, he be certained a nap

We know he, died a rat, we can’t hide a rat

I survived the trap, bitch I survived the trap

Don Dada, top shotta, you wanna roll with the mobsters?

You’re like your father, but harder

Don Dada, top shotta, you wanna roll with the mobsters?

You’re like your father, but harder

Brother say «go and get a scholar»

I told him do his thing man, I’m gonna get a yappa

I two way fight, he two-way head, we riders

More money more murder, Don Dadas and top shottas

Drop toppers in the Summertime, red bottles we floss

We cancel your ass just to cancel the toll

They say my father used to whoop niggas

I guess we different, 'cause I’d much rather cook niggas

And gon' flip 'em, I was lost as a kid, but I did dream millions

From a one-room shack, to fifty-feet ceilings

Interrogated I’m on top of the charbroiled

With Boss Man written under of my photo

Wise guy too smooth, I play chess, nigga

The system picked the wrong card out the deck niggas

So I flip the ace, and I hold it to her face

Card came home, got the wraith, boy

I’m a

Don Dada, top shotta, you wanna roll with the mobsters?

You’re like your father, but harder

Don Dada, top shotta, you wanna roll with the mobsters?

You’re like your father, but harder

Orchestrated the operation, ran like the Mafia

Cheap talk never ever bothered us

Fuck niggas watching us, the Feds prolly follow us

In an altercation sonny go and load them choppas up, we popping up

Popping up the rock-runner

Still doing dirty work

We will turn a nigga block into December 31st

Body after body bag, crime scene another hearse

Before you get away with disrespect you will get murdered first

Momma said our baby boy should have been a lawyer

Until she get that phone call, said I need a lawyer

Convict at nineteen, it could have went farther

But I’m a born criminal similar to my father

Be a brave gangsta, real Don Dada

Mobster, you choppa shotta, survivor

Riding through the trenches with a choppa and a Bible

My ambitions as a rider

Banks, pussy

Cynic and shit

Don Dada, top shotta, you wanna roll with the mobsters?

You’re like your father, but harder

Don Dada

Don Dada type lifestyle, you already know how we livin', nigga

I went in the hood the other day, OG told me that you just like your pops, nigga

Like your father, but harder

You’s a Don Dada

We riding front the play or nothin' nigga

Bout to go get that jet money after this album