Presents [Hook:] Man Dem Niggaz Shell You Dont Want No Part Of Da Squad Man Dem Niggaz Shell Send Somethin At You Hit Cha Hard In Ya Heart Man Dem Niggaz Shell
's I'm blowin' dro out the Ac Legend Runnin wit 2 strike felons And I pack 4-4's like Hank Aaron Then'll smoke a L Bust shells And dare ya to tell Walk
ganstas who been servin since you was doin the running man Went down did 10 back round and rich again That's why I'm young with the soul of an old man I'm shell
, plus they heard I'm getting parmagane cheese And I won't stop moving til the metal dig me Say word, yo, make 'em work for it, young rookie, ya'll need
Get you dug up out ya grave and laid down again I refuse to go back to no dough again I'd rather go to my young boy that grow dro again Then make a young
'all niggaz really thought we wasn't goin' to do it again Come on man, grand Hustle nigga, you know what it is T.I.P, DJ the fuck Drama, Young Dro, Young
bit of dro, little bit of heroine A little bit of ecstacy That's why your bitch want to be next to me We sell a little bit a everything [Young Buck]
real shit son they don't want beef I cock that, aim that shit out the window I spray, there ain't a shell left in my heat Ya niggas better lay down, young
's I'm blowin' dro out the AC Legend, runnin' wit 2 strike felons And I pack 4-4's like Hank Aaron, then'll smoke a L, bust shells And dare ya to tell
Dro, Dro They don't really know about They don't really know about Dro Niggaz swear they know about Dro But they say they smokin' that Dro Hey, I think
down for my babies Rappers better run and hide 'cause here comes the Beehive It's your boy, Money Cash, I get love in the streets Breathin' dro colored
bit of dro, little bit of heroine A littlE bit of ecstacy That's why your bitch want to be next to me We sell a little bit a everything [Young Buck]
been servin' since you was doin' the running man Went down did 10 back round and rich again That's why I'm young with the soul of a old man I'm shell
and hide 'cause here comes the Beehive [Verse 2: Reeks] It's your boy, Money Cash, I get love in the streets Breathin' dro colored Benz's with dutch
even now and before I did us all, the crystal ball in front of me say stay hungry and raw I pop everything three's, from my shell to my bottoms i'm aware
