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hydraulics - itsmanman, ralfy the plug & playerrways lyrics

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[chorus: itsmanman]
we got these n*ggas mad ’cause they know we the ones poppin’
these n*ggas broke and they ain’t doin’ sh*t about it
if you ain’t tryna meet the pippy long, then, n*gga, drop it
remove the snakes, ’cause i ain’t tryna be around ’em
chop him up and put him in a box, ain’t no boxin’
hakeem, i just came with a rocket
n*gga, if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no pape’, change the topic
hm, slide through in a ‘lac and bounce out like hydraulics

[verse 1: ralfy the plug]
if it’s beef, then the sh*lls’ll lift him up like hydraulics
the plug ain’t gon’ never go broke with my knowledge
n*ggas nerds, ain’t got no dirt on they name, so why pop it?
i’ll turn the beef to sliders like johnny rockets
in the mall with his whislis, but he ain’t cop sh*t
he mad with a b*tch fit ’cause he can’t knock a b*tch
i’m a joint, you play with me, you get smoked like cannabis
he thought black lives matter until he got chocolate chipped
better keep it positive ’cause we the ones poppin’
he broke and dysfunctional, ain’t gon’ do sh*t about it
his b*tch want gang and them ’cause we the ones countin’
if you ask about my rap sheet, it’s outstanding, the plug

[chorus: itsmanman & playerrways]
we got these n*ggas mad ’cause they know we the ones poppin’
these n*ggas broke and they ain’t doin’ sh*t about it
if you ain’t tryna meet the pippy long, then, n*gga, drop it
remove the snakes, ’cause i ain’t tryna be around ’em
chop him up and put him in a box, ain’t no boxin’
hakeem, i just came with a rocket (alright)
n*gga, if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no pape’, change the topic (playerr)
hm, slide through in a ‘lac and bounce out like hydraulics (let me pop it, what i say?)
[verse 2: playerrways]
if you ain’t tryna get no money, shut the f*ck up and change topic
flexin’ on lil’ playerr, stop it, loafy loafy finna top it
stincy pack got me lazy, cookie got me lookin’ ch*nky
carti, carti, had to cop it, they gon’ say it’s off of stinky
knock knock flockin’, i’m not involved if i go make the news
we the ones poppin’, we got the money, we got all the juice
holdin’ they pints, that’s fake juice and that sh*t do glue
sippin’ heavy, pour fours, not minute maid inside this juice
“where your d*ckies from?” it cost some chili for the good lil’ chiefin’
mr. take a rollie, i’m with thirsty, young, mad heathens
demons in the crook still in the field like i’m cam newton
tuck that linky ’cause i’ve been tryna get a bustdown cuban

[chorus: itsmanman]
we got these n*ggas mad ’cause they know we the ones poppin’
these n*ggas broke and they ain’t doin’ sh*t about it
if you ain’t tryna meet the pippy long, then, n*gga, drop it
remove the snakes, ’cause i ain’t tryna be around ’em
chop him up and put him in a box, ain’t no boxin’
hakeem, i just came with a rocket
n*gga, if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no pape’, change the topic
hm, slide through in a ‘lac and bounce out like hydraulics

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