letra de no big homies - ralfy the plug
[intro]
we not your lil’ n-ggas, like, the way you talkin’
i don’t, i don’t get what you mean
we not your little n-ggas, like, for real
all that big homie stuff, that’s for little n-ggas
little n-ggas have big homies
we’re not little n-ggas, so we don’t even respect big homies
i know k!llers doesn’t and for me, i never respected n-ggas in the streets
that’s why i always got the problems i got (juice)
gang and them, no lames with them
long live the ruler, long live the greatest (my n-gga juice)
we know the truth
hm
[chorus]
i’m not your lil’ n-ggas, we don’t do big homies
i know you smell me ’cause i got that sh-t on me
summertime in la, better have that bl!ck on you
armed and handy ’cause both of my wrists broken
my watch came from burglary, this b-tch stolen
for all the bums on my comments, stop holdin’
you couldn’t walk up in my shoes without foldin’
grand master ralfy tape still loadin’
[verse 1]
i know you bum n-ggas tired of hoe bowin’
kicked out of school, doin’ too much showboatin’
like 03, when i’m zonin’, i’m floatin’
off these substances, move in slow motion
got good d-ck, i put motion in your ocean
i’m d-mn near finna start my own lotion
you want these goods? b-tch, then hand over a token
i paid nothin’ for this watch ’cause it’s stolen
don’t got no plaque, but my music still rollin’
from [?] to alhambra, i went golden
quick to x a b-tch out like i’m logan
ain’t never had a big homie, we don’t condone them, the plug
[chorus]
i’m not your lil’ n-ggas, we don’t do big homies
i know you smell me ’cause i got that sh-t on me
summertime in la, better have that bl!ck on you
armed and handy ’cause both of my wrists broken
my watch came from burglary, this b-tch stolen
for all the bums on my comments, stop holdin’
you couldn’t walk up in my shoes without foldin’
grand master ralfy tape still loadin’
[verse 2]
you see the fake and the real when you chosen
n-ggas be doin’ this sh-t for they own motive
life stress, sometimes i need a cold soda
for the snakes, i gotta keep the king cobra
n-ggas don’t wanna see my unreleased folder
they think i made it, watch when i peak on ’em
when it’s chili, i can go mink on ’em
the dog sh-t is how you know the stincs showed up
you said you who, big homie? n-gga, so what?
you can’t hop up in a foreign and do donuts
chiefin’ heavily with the rise, we smoke donuts
a lot of you n-ggas never been on a dough hunt, the plug
[chorus]
i’m not your lil’ n-ggas, we don’t do big homies
i know you smell me ’cause i got that sh-t on me
summertime in la, better have that bl!ck on you
armed and handy ’cause both of my wrists broken
my watch came from burglary, this b-tch stolen
for all the bums on my comments, stop holdin’
you couldn’t walk up in my shoes without foldin’
grand master ralfy tape still loadin’
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