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letra de actn like shaq - young bull & ralfy the plug

[intro]
(viper)

[chorus: ralfy the plug]
i do what i want, lil’ n-gga, i’m a shot caller
he in the club actin’ like shaq baller blockin’
that’s your b-tch? she was suckin’ d-ck in the whip jaws locked
them n-ggas bums, they ain’t gettin’ no money, all of them bluffin’
them n-ggas broke, they ain’t gettin’ no money, them your friends?
you said what? you ain’t got no money? come again?
them n-ggas ain’t even got no cars, them your friends?
every day i’m gettin’ racks ten before 10

[verse 1: ralfy the plug]
i can’t believe you hang around them bums, them your friends?
i swear i seen him in the alley diggin’ in bins
if you want me to erase you with this lead, then drop a pin
i don’t see no competition, i’m in this sh-t to win
you tryna get in my car, no stick, come again?
i jumped off the porch head first, double clutchin’
b-tch, i’ll never take you serious, i’m in love with money
laughin’ in the bank but the teller don’t see nothin’ funny
section 8 and low income, baby, i come from nothin’
he ridin’ ’round with a backseat bandit tryna cuff in public
me and the beat undefeated, we goin’ dumb and dumber
you lookin’ a lil’ frustrated, b-tch, like you went the plumber
[chorus: ralfy the plug]
i do what i want, lil’ n-gga, i’m a shot caller
he in the club actin’ like shaq baller blockin’
that’s your b-tch? she was suckin’ d-ck in the whip jaws locked
them n-ggas bums, they ain’t gettin’ no money, all of them bluffin’
them n-ggas broke, they ain’t gettin’ no money, them your friends?
you said what? you ain’t got no money? come again?
them n-ggas ain’t even got no cars, them your friends?
every day i’m gettin’ racks ten before 10

[verse 2: big unccc]
ten before 10
you emptied your clip but you ain’t him, try again
uh, overk!ll a n-gga, make a n-gga die again
again and again
yeah, big racks can’t bend (no)
all my opps broke, just hit juggs like they friends (yup)
the n-gga got shot, it’s your friend?
me and rap sendin’ shots out the benz
we spin and we spin
yeah, all of my n-ggas rich and gettin’ money, lil’ boy, come again (come again)
these n-ggas cap rappers, they jive
these n-ggas fake and they hate in disguise
i put this sh-t on, take a flight and get fly
ayy, you ain’t got that fire, you can’t jump in this ride
[chorus: ralfy the plug]
i do what i want, lil’ n-gga, i’m a shot caller
he in the club actin’ like shaq baller blockin’
that’s your b-tch? she was suckin’ d-ck in the whip jaws locked
them n-ggas bums, they ain’t gettin’ no money, all of them bluffin’
them n-ggas broke, they ain’t gettin’ no money, them your friends?
you said what? you ain’t got no money? come again?
them n-ggas ain’t even got no cars, them your friends?
every day i’m gettin’ racks ten before ten

[verse 3: young bull]
them n-ggas broke over there, who that? them your friends?
them n-ggas ain’t got a car, how them n-ggas gon’ spin?
a switch on the glock, i just dumped out the clip
for a n-gga talkin’ crazy, he get slapped with the fin
a light twenty-piece, i just threw it in the air
all these bustdown jewels got your girl choosin’, starin’
them n-ggas bums over there, them n-ggas broke, i ain’t hearin’ it
he a poor n-gga, he ain’t no stepper
talkin’ crazy on the ‘net, better keep a lethal weapon
left his brains on the street, i be gone in sixty seconds
stinc team, gang and them, i’m with the same n-ggas
who these bum n-ggas? get ’em out my section

- young bull ralfy the plug

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