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ralfy the plug – one of the greatest lyrics

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[intro]
(viper)
(luka, is that you?)

all i do is get the loaf, and smoke dead n+ggas
actin’ like a dough boy, we gon’ take all his bread from him
n+ggas custards, if it’s beef, burger, tell ’em catch up, no mustard
guilty by association, you’ll get stretched out with your brother
b+tch, you a lame b+tch, you be f+ckin’ on uncle tuckers
b+tch, you must be off somethin’ thinkin’ we was finna f+ck without no rubber
i’m a dog, b+tch, you deaf or somethin’? b+tch, i’m not no lover
b+tches be lookin’ at me crazy when i tell ’em i’m not gon’ touch ’em
most of you b+tches be bird brains and they not on nothin’
with some strange people havin’ sleepovers, you gon’ die undercover
the plug just statin’ facts and he don’t lie ’bout nothin’
n+gga, you sidin’ with them n+ggas? you gon’ die with your cousin
we keep fully automatics when we slide in traffic
cannon on my hip, i’m not no actress
triflin’+ass n+gga, i got no manners
tryna get on the plug level, climb a ladder
he tryna rap like me but can’t find a pattern
he couldn’t break the b+tch ’cause he ain’t got no swagger
where you say you was from, n+gga, doesn’t matter
you got b+tches, ralfy? doesn’t matter
i need a sneaky link, not a sneak disser
he be late night creepin’ with weak b+tches
he be h+rny so it’s gon’ be an easy victim
better not play with the plug ’cause he be trippin’
opps mad, late night eatin’ tv dinners
you see how a n+gga whack him, he be with it
maybe in person, they didn’t know that he’d be livin’
diamonds look like the tv trippin’
this a drill beat, this the stinc edition
if it’s beef then it’s beef, just be specific
thought he was tough, n+gga, wait ’til you meet the trickers
i’m ’bout my dough, gang and them’ll chocolate chip you
beams and switches, we not gon’ miss you
you was eatin’ my d+ck, i’m not gon’ kiss you
“ralfy, you petty, but i’m not gon’ miss you”
if you cryin’ about the plug, here’s a box of tissues
what’s in your watch? rocks and igloos
we know you not a thug, it’s just not in you
i’m not with the games, b+tch, i’m not an attender
i can tell your last n+gga was smokin’ pretendo
ralfy, you childish, what is you on?
you need to worry ’bout how you gettin’ home
you broke, n+gga, figure out how to get a loan
i’m a goat, but this b+tch keep tryna get a bone
wake up talkin’ sh+t in the mornin’
you can’t stop me, i’ll pick and roll
’bout my chicken, i’ll put a dinner roll on him
ralfy, you be talkin’ in codes to ’em
it’s finna be a gold summer
play on me, you’ll get the whole hundred
n+gga ain’t gettin’ no money
i wish my haters’d just say they broke and hungry
[outro]
for real, n+gga
you hungry, just say that, n+gga
broke+ass n+gga
sh+t, n+gga, i’ll see you late on rent, n+gga
that don’t mean you gotta be hatin’ on my comments, n+gga
i see you n+ggas wearin’ them same shoes every day, that don’t mean you gotta hate on me, n+gga
if you broke, just say that
for real
you too, b+tch, don’t think we forgot about you
if you broke, just say that, b+tch
you need some money?
don’t ask me, b+tch
better go suck some d+ck or somethin’
yeah, eat that



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