Ghetts ft. Donae’o - Preach Lyrics

They talk a good talk now
But do they know what they say Lord?
Do they know what they say?
Do they practice what they preach?
I don't think so
I don't believe in them Lord
I don't believe in them
Lord
I don't believe in them
No

Hold on please
Are you listening?
Mandem wanna talk about the greez but the greez ain't glistening
Hold on please
Are you listening?
Mandem wanna talk about the greez but the greez ain't glistening

Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice what you preach
Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice what you preach

Dis girl's preaching she ain't a hoe, we know better
Hoe's, calling other hoe's hoe, hoe, you're no better
Dat boy said he could get me a box of cheese
He don't know no cheddar
I said bring me a picture, he said Insta', tryna make photo's better
I thought man was talkin' my language but when he spoke I gotta show Rosetta
Don't say "free my niggas in jail" if you ain't send them no dough or no letter
Ain't no man that grew up in nice air
Because why they wanna come around here and start struttin' up gang signs
Stop it you post code fretter
Get on roads solo, never, you pussy
I told you, niggas don't like

Hand on the bible, I swear to God I'm a real nigga (I'm a real)
Hand on the bible, I swear to God I'm a real nigga (I'm a real)
Hand on the bible, I swear to God I'm a real nigga (I'm a real)

Hold on please
Are you listening?
Mandem wanna talk about the greez but the greez ain't glistening
Hold on please
Are you listening?
Mandem wanna talk about the greez but the greez ain't glistening

Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice what you preach
Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice what you preach

Practice what you preach
Actions of a G
Morals my brotha, I can't abandon my beliefs
And man will say family tree, then branch out with a mans girl when he leaves
Morals my brotha, I can't abandon my beliefs
And man will say thanks for the P's, then forget what you've done when he's back on his feet
Morals my brotha, I can't abandon my beliefs
Better man don't look after their kids
But wanna treat all these slags like queens
Morals my brotha, I can't abandon my beliefs
I told you, niggas don't like

Hand on the bible, I swear to God I'm a real nigga (I'm a real)
Hand on the bible, I swear to God I'm a real nigga (I'm a real)
Hand on the bible, I swear to God I'm a real nigga (I'm a real)

Hold on please
Are you listening?
Mandem wanna talk about the greez but the greez ain't glistening
Hold on please
Are you listening?
Mandem wanna talk about the greez but the greez ain't glistening

Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice what you preach
Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice, preach
Practice what you preach