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letra de opp pack - ralfy the plug

[intro: ralfy the plug]
(smoov, what’s good, baby?)
huh

[chorus: ralfy the plug]
i need my money fast, b-tch, i ain’t got no patience
no, you can’t hit this opp pack, i’m finna face it
you can’t get to where i’m at without no patience
you wasn’t with me when i was fightin’ all them cases
i need my money fast, b-tch, i ain’t got no patience
no, you can’t hit this opp pack, i’m finna face it
you can’t get to where i’m at without no patience
you wasn’t with me when i was fightin’ all them cases

[verse 1: ralfy the plug]
you wasn’t with me when i was fightin’ all them cases
you live a broke n-gga life, i bet you would like to trade places
young n-gga in the field, i needed money, didn’t have no patiеnce
you better know i keep it on mе, i’m not to play with
young n-ggas stuntin’ with chains and whips without the slave deals
get your ass beat tryna come over here with them fake seals
that’s a lot of glass in your piece, them diamonds ain’t real
f&n cookin’ up beef, it came with a gang of sh-lls
what she did behind them closed doors, only gang can tell
weighin’ plug pack, i made a dub off the same scale
i just blew a hundred without an advance or a major deal
lookin’ at the royalties like why i be rich? only time can tell
hatin’ n-ggas can’t see the team winnin’, even the blind can tell
you don’t want no money, n-gga, you belong to be inside the jail
the streets is not cool, it get lonely inside them cells
ain’t no benihana, it’s bologna inside the jail
[chorus: ralfy the plug & good finesse]
i need my money fast, b-tch, i ain’t got no patience
no, you can’t hit this opp pack, i’m finna face it
you can’t get to where i’m at without no patience
you wasn’t with me when i was fightin’ all them cases
i need my money fast, b-tch, i ain’t got no patience
no, you can’t hit this opp pack, i’m finna face it
you can’t get to where i’m at without no patience
you wasn’t with me when i was fightin’ all them cases (ayy)

[verse 2: good finesse]
you can have it all and lose it fast like an eye blink
i’m too greedy, in the booth talkin’ spicy
sbs, he a thousand on some nikes
forty karats in a watch, yeah, it’s icy
a freak b-tch, fake ass, not a wifey
tombstone, put his ass on a white tee
big clips, got me feelin’ like i’m spike lee
bands out a joint, no blues, it was old money
triple nine, all gold, that’s for sure money
ten times in a row, i am not lucky
tiptoe for the bands ’cause i know stinkies
thirty piece on the road ’cause i’m too greedy

- ralfy the plug

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