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the game & kevin gates - plug lyrics

[verse 1: the game]
i almost died in mississippi, n_ggas look at me like i’m god
b_tch, i’m young, black, and gifted, tell my mama she did her job
i_20 straight to yazoo at seventeen
david banner posters on the wall over the triple beam
couldn’t break a brick down without playin’ prince in the background
drive that sh_t to new orleans and catch a flight to naptown
vale stayed, i told him put that trappin’ to the side
jackson n_ggas ran up on him, i landed the day he died
b_tch, i’m out here in my truth, watched texaco turn to arco
taco bell sh_lls, my orders come straight from the narcos
yayo by the carload, fifty_round drums
run up in them banks and buck, that lil’ b_tch game on the run
rocket launcher in the projects, got me feelin’ like i’m zeus
rainclouds inside the pyrex, birds clappin’ on the roof
if you can’t fly the plane in front of me, b_tch, get drug up out this coupe
if you scared to be blindfolded, you ain’t gettin’ introduced
my b_lls is my word

[chorus: the game]
i got them sh_ts for seventeen, i got a plug in medellín
and my plug don’t speak no english, yeah, he still know what i mean
sellin’ crumbles out on stumble, my balance is triple beam
in the kitchen with my carbon 15
still on point when i swerve, n_gga, my b_lls is my word
i went on tour with snoop dogg, my dog got caught with them birds
i don’t give no f_ck what you heard, i don’t give a f_ck, get you murked
i’ll put your ass in dirt and say your name in my next verse
[verse 2: kevin gates]
rest in peace to k!ller stone, bricks goin’ for thirteen
trappin’ out the section with that texture, served my first fiend
shakin’ clumps out my soda box, straight drop and cocaine
shout out creighton stewart, he introduced me to the dope game
standin’ over stovetops, the smokers say it’s propane
jumpin’ out the coke pot, i’m workin’ with a whole thang
murder deep in the paint, high_percentage shots
homicide division, apply pressure inside the box
lot of body language, stay solid, that say a lot
roadside assistance, my drivers get paid a lot
all i wanted was a trap, some money, car, and a girlfriend
prayed to the lord for a plug and i got them birds in
partner need a foreigner face and i told him slide
five ton recompressed, i could bless you for thirty_five
spread it through my girl, he got shipped and he tryna call home
shot the text to my trap girl, grab me somethin’ to talk on

- the game kevin gates lyrics

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