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ralfy the plug & lefty gunplay – famous joint lyrics

[intro: lefty gunplay]
it’s the famous g+ngb+nger
otr
and the plug, stinc team, ralfy the plug, lefty gunplay
gang

[chorus: ralfy the plug]
you couldn’t be me if you tried to, got chops like tai food
get back, the drac’ got a blast like ryu
stinc team, we start waves like typhoons
the plug did a hundred million on itunes

[verse 1: ralfy the plug]
this ain’t that d+ckie chuck hoppin’ out a low rider
we hoppin’ out of foreign whips lookin’ like the globetrotters
your b+tch wanna come outside, n+gga, don’t hide her
all these n+ggas think they fly, ain’t no pilots
a broke rapper, all he know i do is promote violence
i’ma keep sh+ttin’ on n+ggas, b+tch, don’t mind me
i got knots that can’t fold, ain’t did no crime
put me in the booth, i’ll rest in peace the beat in no timin’
i know your type go to jail and tell on your crime
i got stupid dough, don’t need a label to come sign me
he a rapper, he got money so they side with him
we both got rollies but mine newer so our time different
i get money for real, rappin’ just a side mission
n+gga caught a head tap tryna be a top n+gga
like collects, you came together, you goin’ to box with him?
she like, “i know them vvss ’cause your rocks clear”
every middle school i went to, they got me outta there
[?] bread, hard [?] and jamir
whoppin’ ass, they like, “we need to get his mom here”
if you tryna know if i’ma join, b+tch, i’m top tier, the plug
[verse 2: lefty gunplay]
said i’ll slide down violent with the maybach on bullsh+t
the b+tch wanna eat in+n+out, order me the number four, b+tch
dreams of the forbes list, thuggin’ on [?]
i was thuggin’ for the s ix, hoppin’ out the porsche quick
i said i started off in vp high, i’ll get my ass whopped
’til i started bangin’ the kings, had they ass shook
nonchalant tracksuit, black gloves, black shoes
i’ll be masked up every time i had a f+ckin’ suit
it’s too bad they shooter, extendoi do ’round my waist
prayin’ for better days, they finally f+ckin’ came
i don’t really give a f+ck, b+tch, i bang the k
i’m a g+ngb+nger first before the rapping, mane
through all my trials and tribulations, juggin’ and finessin’
big+body benz, big vvss
tension in my section, i’m gettin’ head in the benz
and i’m pendin’ investigation 247 against me
and i’m ridin’ for my dog, dog
i’m sorry, mama, i forgot to pray to god, dog
it’s the famous g+ngb+nger, murk him in the crosswalk
[?] detergent, heard you work at ross, dog

- ralfy the plug lefty gunplay lyrics

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