Ain’t For Me

Ralfy the Plug & $tupid Young - Rap, West Coast Rap
Ain’t For Me
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Lyrics
[Intro] (Low the Great) (IsThatTrey) (Smoov, what's good, baby?) [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] Any bitch that can't expect my decisions ain't for me Through my eyes, I can see a snake in HD If you expectin' a lover boy type dude, that ain't me I'm the truth, bitch, all you can do is pray for me Any bitch that can't expect my decisions ain't for me Through my eyes, I can see a snake in HD If you expectin' a lover boy type dude, that ain't me I'm the truth, bitch, all you can do is pray for me [Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug] I'm the truth, bitch, all you can do is pray for me I'm the truth with this music shit, even Ray can see The streets probably listen to you too, but mainly me I don't see how y'all can get fooled by niggas that ain't the Stincs I'ma keep buyin' jewelry 'cause they hate to see us winnin' Long live the Ruler, the iciest, so I had to put you on a pendant Bitch know she gotta hit her knees, she wanna clean her sins again Gang and them be evil with cannons like SpinGen The streets love me, I ain't even gotta tell 'em to spin again I'm a young bull chillin' with goblins, I'm Ben 10 Free the important people, let my niggas out the penitentiary To catch up how I'm ballin' on niggas, might take a century Don't be askin' me what happened to them opps, it's a mystery Don't be askin' 'bout my chains, I got 'em from Mr. T I'm a dog, a lover boy simply ain't me I'm a joint, bitch, you should be able to see it in HD The Plug [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] Any bitch that can't expect my decisions ain't for me Through my eyes, I can see a snake in HD If you expectin' a lover boy type dude, that ain't me I'm the truth, bitch, all you can do is pray for me Any bitch that can't expect my decisions ain't for me Through my eyes, I can see a snake in HD If you expectin' a lover boy type dude, that ain't me I'm the truth, bitch, all you can do is pray for me [Verse 2: $tupid Young] Look And don't be askin' 'bout no niggas you don't see me with And don't be askin' 'bout them niggas that we beefin' with Married to the set, this nina who I'm creepin' with Came in with my Crips, but your bitch is who I'm leavin' with And I've been squablin' with these [?], you should pray for me Cheated on my bitch but I been thuggin' faithfully This four nickel like a roommate 'cause it stay with me The agent Crip is in the buildin', I brought game with me And I ain't talkin' 'bout no R&B band, but where I'm from, best believe we turn boys into men I ain't playing, fuck you sayin'? Please don't make a nigga spin, we send shots out this motherfuckin' Glock to your Benz And it's still long live the motherfuckin' Ruler I blew racks at my jeweler Blue rag around the buddah Three niggas, three sticks, tinted windows, we maneuver Check the motherfuckin' score, all the opp niggas losers [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] Any bitch that can't expect my decisions ain't for me Through my eyes, I can see a snake in HD If you expectin' a lover boy type dude, that ain't me I'm the truth, bitch, all you can do is pray for me Any bitch that can't expect my decisions ain't for me Through my eyes, I can see a snake in HD If you expectin' a lover boy type dude, that ain't me I'm the truth, bitch, all you can do is pray for me
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Credits
- Producers
- Al B Smoov
- Low the Great
- IsThatTrey