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letra de rock & roll (freestyle) - ralfy the plug

[intro:]
ooh, this mf slap i had to do this mf, no kizzy
ooh, that b-tch goin’ crazy

[verse:]
that’s a ghost gun you got boy that pole not legit
oh you a street fighter, better know my blower got a switch
heavy metal on me get rock & rolled if you ain’t hit
wrist broke, i done put the biggest stones in that b-tch
i’m a coach so i charge to put pole in your b-tch
any beat i get on i legit don’t miss
the plug be high as f-ck off prescription, not crystal
all this fat perky meat’ll f-ck up b-tches mental
foreign whip crash, got 3 whips no rental
they can’t f-ck wit’ me, and catchin’ up i don’t see no potential
came a long way from commercials and residentials
check my raps, he flu flamming, it’s all on my credentials
under yo’ b-tch makеup is all of my minerals
we tote thеm acronyms ‘cuz my guns got syllables
they ain’t got no diamonds in the club, n-ggas lookin’ invisible
them cloudy stones in yo’ piece got ‘em lookin’ invisible
chargin’ for perky meat, i think i’m deuce bigalow
n-ggas will hate on me in honda civic fish bowls
gettin’ money outta different b-tches, you don’t even know how to send a hoe
soon as you n-ggas get focused you can get some dough
i be tryna chill but my neck be throwin’ temper tantrums
i done shot a hundred plus videos in different fashion
you wanna rock and roll with the stincs, get yo’ bag up
n-gga ain’t gettin’ no money, he got bad luck
i keep heavy metal, i got the whole band tucked
there go the stinc team pullin’ up in lamb’ trucks
i know life been good ‘cuz i ain’t have to blamp none
bay-bay kid, i was in the halls in camp thuggin’
blow a hunnid and get it back again, that’s nothin’
old n-ggas out here hatin’ like uncle ruckus
he pickin’ his b-tch up from work in his uncle bucket
she want the plug by ralfy, but nothin’ come wit’ it
exotic pop peach cream, dropped a fo’ in that b-tch
she a ten but a freak, she touch her toes when i hit
keepin’ the truth alive you already know what i’m into
foreign whip crashin’ and spendin’ cash, i been doin’ it
i don’t care if you got me dead bang, i didn’t do it
he said he crashed whips in his car but didn’t do it
he the typa n-ggas b-tches don’t pay attention to
she like, “i like you ralfy, but you don’t pay attention to me” (the plug)

- ralfy the plug

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