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ralfy the plug, nipscogang foreign, itsmanman & head hancho - 4 for 4 كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
(ayy, turk, turn that sh_t up)

[verse 1: itsmanman]
please stop hatin’, it’s a lot of n_ggas dyin’ for tryna throw salt
how you n_ggas mvp but you don’t start?
hit a ho, proceed to her friend, i ain’t got no heart
i’m the teacher, if your hand ain’t raised, b_tch, don’t talk
we ain’t never spoke, she wanna f_ck because i’m me
mac ave, my hood tatted, it’s the east
please don’t call her, lil’ baby mouth full, she can’t speak, hm
manman, why you act like that? i’m a stinc
fight who? pippy took boxing classes, she pack a punch
put that burner to his skin like he tatted up
n_ggas hoes for sure, they need to quit with that actin’ stuff
put them c’s on his head like captain crunch
i ain’t boxin’ nothin’, do i look like mike tyson?
i dog hoes, but it’s cool ’cause they like it
hut one, hut two, she throw it back, i’m ’bout to hike it
i’m the one, i ain’t never force sh_t, white nikes

[verse 2: nipscogang foreign]
gucci mane in ’09, i’m so icy
you got coco? what, you workin’ with the law like isis?
when you see me, i’m always on the court like spike lee
unc’ called, said, “yep,” that mean that he want a white tee
if it wasn’t for veneers, b_tch, you wouldn’t have no white t__th
lil’ bro don’t f_ck around with the pigs but he like beef (hlrrt)
they like, “is he leanin’?”, b_tch, i might be
i’m way too much for one b_tch, i need like three
we got switches on the g_lock, make a jeep stop
i see you flexin’ with that jubilee, that’s a cheap watch
my n_ggas in the feds gettin’ bread, flexin’ with a g_shock
three n_ggas ran up and you heard three shots
what, you? fap, fap, fap, now that n_gga next to god
i never told him at a million, n_gga, swore i beat the odds
n_gga came a long way, trappin’ out it kinda large
lil’ bro, he a demon, he ain’t never seen a [?]
[verse 3: ralfy the plug]
he a square, throw a bullet at his head, i’m john madden
you can’t f_ck with me, gon’ need more practice
one of a kind, i’m elite, not average
in the city full of hate, ridin’ foreign with no passengers
i like big_body foreigns, no challengers
the stincs with the shifters, i don’t think it’s no challengers
the stincs on tour, better put it on your calendar
the only reason the b_tch d_gg_n’ you ’cause you allowin’ her
she a dime in the back seat, bandit and she proud of it
she like, “why you got the tec?” ’cause i’ll do a n_gga foul
she like, “what’s that smell?” dog sh_t, we got piles of it
exotic stincy buds got the club smellin’ like cow manure
i’m a golden retriever, b_tch, not a labrador
they like, “why you got that hammer? i’m a fan of thor”
i told her, “don’t come back without a band or more”
she gon’ put it in my pocket ’cause she like me more
the plug

[verse 4: head hancho]
we bought all the guns in the city, why would i be nervous? (f_ck?)
can’t return like i’m venus ’cause i keep servin’ (d_mn)
i ain’t even wanna f_ck her, she wore cheap purses
just moved in the mansion but a n_gga came from sheet curtains (yeah)
this a couple thousand for a song if you need verses
man, this n_gga jewelry bullsh_t, he made a weak purchase
she said she lookin’ for a man, i told her, “keep searchin'” (yeah)
was havin’ power before ghosts, i should meet curtis
hundred deep up in this b_tch, we could start writin’
he a b_tch, when he got beef, he just started typin’
thumbed through so much f_ckin’ paper, i got arthritis
it’s a four inside this pop, that’s why it’s dark violet

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