letra de intro (from the bottom to the top) - plies

[intro]
ay, drama
this your motherf-cking homie, plies, dog
the media and everybody in the motherf-cking industry talking about me right now, big homie
drama found me, n-gga
so that means they have to motherf-cking pay for this here, homie
ay, drama, let me talk to these p-ssy -ss n-ggas real quick
and i need all the real n-ggas to excuse me for a minute, dog

[verse]
name all in the streets, face all over the news
i’m laughing at all you f-ck n-ggas who thought i was through
i don’t know if you p-ssies understand what money can do
i raise my right hand to da streets and swear to tell the truth
if i ever go commercial, want the streets to cut me loose
they say i don’t look worried, that’s what i pay lawyers to do
newspapers say i’m heartless, cracker, it might be true
i don’t think you understand what the f-ck i’ve been through
done had bigger problems than this in one swoop
them n-ggas that hate me now loved me before i blew
f-ck n-ggas want me off the streets, real n-ggas want me in the booth
projected to sell a mill, situation done grew
done upped the stakes on you p-ssies, i’ma sell two
to all the goons around the world, n-gga, i salute
the first rap n-gga to ever do a prison tour
i’m a hood legend, n-gga, i shake more hands than the preacher
n-ggas in prison love me, i’m the only one can reach them
you wanna know who running the streets? n-gga, ask the promoters
them n-ggas that book you, they crying when your show is over
them n-ggas that book me, gon’ buy them a whip when it’s over
you can’t go and copy me, n-gga, it’s just too hard
just like trying to tell my grandma it ain’t a god
i run these motherf-cking streets, n-gga, i’m in charge
and one of these n-ggas play with me, you better bless them, lord
never seen one business filled with so many p-ssies
where n-ggas sit around all day and gossip like some b-tches
you don’t even know that man, but you ain’t even in his position
a diss record mean he only begging for attention
he’s just a f-ck n-gga, he don’t know no better, god, forgive him
so if you love him, you better calm him down before i k!ll him
’cause i don’t sell lies and i don’t drink cris
and i don’t free promote, so cut the check, b-tch
i credit my success to the f-ck n-ggas who snitched on my brother
if it wasn’t for you soft -ss n-ggas, i wouldn’t be rapping, motherf-cker
they say that sh-t that don’t k!ll you in this world will make you tougher
we took a federal situation and created a monster
you ever been at one of my shows? it’s like choir rehearsal
two-thousand motherf-cking real n-ggas reciting my verses
all in one room, n-gga, i’m having thug service
i look at this sh-t like a pastor, you look at it like i’m working

- plies

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