Drug Lord
2 Chainz Lyrics


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Drug lord
They're calling me a drug lord
(Brooklyn, Flatbush)
Drug lord
(2007)
Look
(ShakeDown)
Cash, cash, I gets hella cash
Shawty don't judge me, I might fuck you fast
Then get out of Dodge, hop in my Dodge
Camaro, Fidel Castro, look
Cocaine connect, now what I'm known as
Believe I dropped a few birds, where your zone at?
Believe I push hella pounds where your town at

And bet I press the chopper right where your frown at

What your life like? Nigga, mine real
That Rollie you wearin' foolery, nigga, mine real
I'm selling narcotics, so you know how come
I'm still balling on niggas without an album
I ain't out here preachin' like if I'm Malcom
I'm hella dirty in these streets, 730
ShakeDown, bitch, smoke till my lungs black
Only question I ask, "Fuck is my one's at?"
Fuck what these hoes doing, fuck who these hoes screwing

Put that ho in the street, let's get this dope moving
I slam Cadillac doors, whip, whip city then ice that crack gold

Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker
Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker
Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker
I know they wanna be me, motherfucker
Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker

Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker (2 Chainz)
Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker (Hello)
I know they wanna be me, motherfucker (yeaaaah)

Hair weave kill 'em, rearrange her hairdo
I'm motherfuckin' real and that just ain't you
I'm up on appeal for killing the Pro Tools
And niggas know my religion is tru
Horseshoes, curfew niggas, consort with killers
Lil' niggas is gassed up, it's time to burp you, niggas
See, every day is a weekend, we spend
Money on the strong pack, you niggas is weaklin's
Catch me on one, two, five and the wheat Timbs
Gucci hoodie on, look like a tall-ass Rakim
I'm a dread-head, rocking with the redhead
I'm from College Park where the feds tap a dead cell
Smoke Cool Js, back-to-back LL
You need clientele just so you can rock bail
Yeah, used to trap by a school zone
ATL, I had crack in my school clothes
Got into it with my car until the roof gone
Catch up, you too far back in the Grey Poupon




They say I'm a hoodlum in some new clothes
Hello, goodbye, I need some new hoes

Overall Meaning

In "Drug Lord" by 2 Chainz, he talks about his life as a drug lord, and all the things that come with it. He doesn't shy away from his criminal past, and in fact, revels in it. He talks about getting cash and not wanting to be judged for his actions. He openly admits to sleeping around and not wanting to stick around. His tough persona shows through in his lyrics as he talks about pushing cocaine and other drugs. He boasts about how he's still successful even without an album and is proud of his success. He calls himself a mean motherfucker and acknowledges that people want to be like him.


The song's lyrics talk about the drug trade, and the gritty reality of it. 2 Chainz talks about the risks he takes, how he sells narcotics and moves dope around. His lyrics are a depiction of the drug trade, and how it affects not only him but everyone else involved. He talks about avoiding the law and the cops and how he's a hoodlum in new clothes. He acknowledges that he's not a good person and has gotten into trouble with the law.


This song is a great example of the reality of the drug trade, and how it affects everyone involved. 2 Chainz is open and honest about who he is and what he does, and this song showcases that.


Line by Line Meaning

Drug lord
I am known as a drug lord


They're calling me a drug lord
People refer to me as a drug lord


Cash, cash, I gets hella cash
I make a lot of money


Shawty don't judge me, I might fuck you fast
Don't be critical, I might have sex with you quickly


Then get out of Dodge, hop in my Dodge
I will leave quickly in my Dodge vehicle


Camaro, Fidel Castro, look
I have a Camaro and I'm proud like Fidel Castro


Cocaine connect, now what I'm known as
People refer to me as a person who can connect them with cocaine


Believe I dropped a few birds, where your zone at?
I have sold drugs in your area


Believe I push hella pounds where your town at
I have sold a lot of drugs in your town


And bet I press the chopper right where your frown at
I am not afraid to use my weapon when necessary


What your life like? Nigga, mine real
My life is authentic, what about yours?


That Rollie you wearin' foolery, nigga, mine real
Your fancy Rolex watch is fake, but mine is real


I'm selling narcotics, so you know how come
I have a lot of money from selling drugs


I'm still balling on niggas without an album
I continue to make a lot of money, even without releasing any music


I ain't out here preachin' like if I'm Malcom
I am not trying to be a leader or a role model like Malcolm X


I'm hella dirty in these streets, 730
I am involved in illegal activities on a regular basis


ShakeDown, bitch, smoke till my lungs black
I am part of a group named ShakeDown and I smoke until my lungs are damaged


Only question I ask, 'Fuck is my one's at?'
I am always thinking about my money


Fuck what these hoes doing, fuck who these hoes screwing
I don't care about women's actions or their sexual partners


Put that ho in the street, let's get this dope moving
Let's use women to help sell drugs


I slam Cadillac doors, whip, whip city then ice that crack gold
I have a Cadillac and I use it to transport drugs and money


Hair weave kill 'em, rearrange her hairdo
I dominate women and make them change their appearance


I'm motherfuckin' real and that just ain't you
I am authentic and you are not


I'm up on appeal for killing the Pro Tools
I am being prosecuted for damaging audio recordings


And niggas know my religion is tru
People know that I believe in the truth


Horseshoes, curfew niggas, consort with killers
I interact with dangerous individuals


Lil' niggas is gassed up, it's time to burp you, niggas
Young and inexperienced individuals need to be taught a lesson


See, every day is a weekend, we spend
I am able to have fun and spend money every day


Money on the strong pack, you niggas is weaklin's
I spend money on high-quality drugs while others are not as successful


Catch me on one, two, five and the wheat Timbs
You can find me on 125th street wearing Timberland boots


Gucci hoodie on, look like a tall-ass Rakim
I wear a Gucci hoodie and look like the rapper Rakim


I'm a dread-head, rocking with the redhead
I have dreadlocks and I am with a woman who has red hair


I'm from College Park where the feds tap a dead cell
I am from a neighborhood where the police monitor phone conversations


Smoke Cool Js, back-to-back LL
I smoke menthol cigarettes and listen to music by LL Cool J


You need clientele just so you can rock bail
You need to make money to pay for bail when you get arrested


Yeah, used to trap by a school zone
I used to sell drugs near a school


ATL, I had crack in my school clothes
I had drugs in my clothing while attending school in Atlanta


Got into it with my car until the roof gone
I damaged my car's roof during a conflict


Catch up, you too far back in the Grey Poupon
You need to work harder to keep up with me


They say I'm a hoodlum in some new clothes
People think I am still a criminal, despite my new clothes


Hello, goodbye, I need some new hoes
I am not interested in my current romantic partners and want new ones




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