Don Dada (feat. B. Will & Lee Banks)

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Don Dada, you wanna roll with the mobsters?
 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
 

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Duration
03:26
Key
9
Tempo
181 BPM

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