in the street - ralfy the plug lyrics
[intro: ketchy the great]
(laudiano)
[chorus: snap dogg]
they ain’t layin’ like that, they ain’t thuggin’ these streets
and i don’t trust a soul, gotta keep my heat
if you ever get jammed, we gon’ pay you that fee
i be thinkin’ ’bout my n*ggas that’s r.i.p
they ain’t layin’ like that, they ain’t thuggin’ these streets
and i don’t trust a soul, gotta keep my heat
if you ever get jammed, we gon’ pay you that fee
i be thinkin’ ’bout my n*ggas that’s r.i.p
[verse 1: snap dogg]
as i’m ridin’ through the hood, thinkin’ ’bout them old days
i got demons, i got pain, n*gga, comin’ both ways
lost my twin brothers, turned a n*gga to them devil ways
they say i’m vicious with that glock, shoot out in the same day
lost my cousin dmoney, i was hurt up inside
and when i lost nell, made a n*gga wanna slide
thought i had a real b*tch, but she wasn’t on my sidе
got a k, i be huntin’, they ain’t comin’ outside
you my brothеr, then i’m ridin’, then you know i got your back
you take a charge for me, n*gga, locked in, and you know that (you know that)
i got love for my brother
we gon’ ride for each other
[chorus: snap dogg]
they ain’t layin’ like that, they ain’t thuggin’ these streets
and i don’t trust a soul, gotta keep my heat
if you ever get jammed, we gon’ pay you that fee
i be thinkin’ ’bout my n*ggas that’s r.i.p
they ain’t layin’ like that, they ain’t thuggin’ these streets
and i don’t trust a soul, gotta keep my heat
if you ever get jammed, we gon’ pay you that fee
i be thinkin’ ’bout my n*ggas that’s r.i.p
[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
hm, i can’t trust a soul, so the brewski on me
i can’t be talkin’ to these n*ggas ’cause they cool with the police
actin’ tough on the ‘gram, he gon’ be holy moly
chopsticks with mop sticks put holes in your clothing
n*ggas know ’bout the stinc team, we juggin’, finessin’
big bank uchies on the dashboard, holdin’ the lexus
light sixty on my neck, got it off of mae ling
we was in her mansion, she was on the ‘gram in beijing
[chorus: snap dogg]
they ain’t layin’ like that, they ain’t thuggin’ these streets
and i don’t trust a soul, gotta keep my heat
if you ever get jammed, we gon’ pay you that fee
i be thinkin’ ’bout my n*ggas that’s r.i.p
they ain’t layin’ like that, they ain’t thuggin’ these streets
and i don’t trust a soul, gotta keep my heat
if you ever get jammed, we gon’ pay you that fee
i be thinkin’ ’bout my n*ggas that’s r.i.p
[verse 3: ketchy the great]
tryna leave my pain in this double cup
trap, stack, jugg, finesse the bag, i gotta run it up
n*ggas break the code, talkin’ to 12, n*ggas be pc’ed up
stinc team came from nothin’, all we know is get money
glock got a center bun, drum, it’ll flip somethin’
dirty soda, pour muddy, thinkin’ to hope i get lucky
the bankroll, blue hundreds, a moncler boot stompin’ (laudiano)
ot broke runnin’, benz from an old bucket, yeah
[chorus: snap dogg]
they ain’t layin’ like that, they ain’t thuggin’ these streets
and i don’t trust a soul, gotta keep my heat
if you ever get jammed, we gon’ pay you that fee
i be thinkin’ ’bout my n*ggas that’s r.i.p
they ain’t layin’ like that, they ain’t thuggin’ these streets
and i don’t trust a soul, gotta keep my heat
if you ever get jammed, we gon’ pay you that fee
i be thinkin’ ’bout my n*ggas that’s r.i.p
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