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cali with my glock - ralfy the plug, nipscogang foreign & chiefin' heavily lyrics

[intro: nipscogang foreign]
(hydro)
(run that sh*t up, nate)
know you run that sh*t up through the roof, n*gga
yeah
yeah
ayy (ayy)

[verse 1: nipscogang foreign]
we left him at the lights, since the n*gga think he pac (glrrt)
i got a bad habit, go nowhere without my glock
that’s the sound of the glock
crack his head like a soda, brodie, he got popped (yeah)
aim for his turban since he wanna be an opp
this b*tch beggin’ for attеntion, bro, he wanna be a thot
this n*gga beggin’ to gеt smoked, bro, he wanna be an opp
call brodie, he a chef, cook him, put him in a pot
really laidback, cool, brodie, i don’t do a lot
yeah, you used to get bullied, but he a shooter now
oh, you think that you that sh*t, we gon’ pull up now
brodie used to be a gangster, he wearin’ pull*ups now
[chorus: nipscogang foreign]
b*tch, you know that it’s a deuce, so don’t ask what’s in my pop
them n*ggas dead to me, b*tch, don’t ask me ’bout the opps
sixteen in my stock, it’ll make a millie rock
i’m ’round the world thuggin’, i’m in cali with my glock
b*tch
i’m ’round the world thuggin’, i’m in cali with my glock
he made the wrong move, we let off a hundred shots

[verse 2: nipscogang foreign]
who got the juice? in my cup, it’s a deuce
nah, n*gga, you can’t hang with the gang, you too loose
your big homie, he the police, and i got the proof
i’m in cali right now with the hot dog in the booth
more gallery than trent truce, where the shrooms? i need a boost
yeah, diamonds on me fightin’ like them b*tches that’s on zeus
got a chicken in the coupe, got my glizzy in here too
my other b*tch called my other b*tch, i put the phone on mute
really, this sh*t on the floor, right now, bro, what you tryna do?
all i gotta do is make a call and they comin’ through
all my shooters see is red, but they’ll pop up out the blue
b*tch, my engineer thuggin’, he got his glizzy on him too

[chorus: nipscogang foreign]
b*tch, you know that it’s a deuce, so don’t ask what’s in my pop
them n*ggas dead to me, b*tch, don’t ask me ’bout the opps
sixteen in my stock, it’ll make a millie rock
i’m ’round the world thuggin’, i’m in cali with my glock
b*tch
i’m ’round the world thuggin’, i’m in cali with my glock
he made the wrong move, we let off a hundred shots
[verse 3: chiefin’ heavily]
he make the wrong move and i drop a hundiddy
long live drakeo, man, he ran the whole city
ran into the opps, b*tch, you have four semis
throwin’ shots out the amg, i dropped the silly billy
this a ’63, b*tch, my dash two twenties
n*ggas got fifty*threes, that mean they pockets too skinny
seen an opp lackin’, he was right in front of benis
i knew he was an opp ’cause he was ridin’ in a hemi
don’t ask me what i got if ain’t payin’ for it
poured a six of morton, it was me and foreign
kim man in the back cookin’ up a four
i caught another ham, he said he needed more

[verse 4: ralfy the plug]
he make the wrong move, i’ma send him to allah
what’s that in the chop? hundiddy bop*bop
he a cyber bully, n*ggas trolls, not opps
got it out the stove, well known to pop locks
you the type to get stripped for your gold on my block
twenty bands just to put stones in my watch
i can keep f*ckin’ sh*t over, so why stop?
elastic bands with steel pops on my knots
you’ll get stripped for everything, what’s in your socks?
in the booth off a six of wockhardt in my pop
you be sippin’ on re*rock, this that straight drop
bullets like bowties givin’ faceshots, the plug
[chorus: nipscogang foreign]
b*tch, you know that it’s a deuce, so don’t ask what’s in my pop
them n*ggas dead to me, b*tch, don’t ask me ’bout the opps
sixteen in my stock, it’ll make a millie rock
i’m ’round the world thuggin’, i’m in cali with my glock
b*tch
i’m ’round the world thuggin’, i’m in cali with my glock
he made the wrong move, we let off a hundred shots

- ralfy the plug nipscogang foreign chiefin heavily lyrics

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