South Central 2 Flint

Lyrics

[Intro: Ralfy the Plug] Yeah, alright, there we go (Viper) (Jermain Graves, lay 'em down) [Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug] What happened to them demons? Why everybody tryna increase the peace? Givin' her Kanye shrugs, ain't no bitch finna lean on me You lookin' for a nigga to save your heart, don't depend on me Punchin' in heat off the dome back to back, a pen don't need I done made a bitch do backflips off gin and weed Don't get yourself in some shit tryna pretend on me Only thing worse than a bucket with no A/C is a bitch on E Shе like, "Pastor Ralfy, you're the G.O.A.T. and I еnjoy the shit you preachin'" I'm ignorant, got three hundred on my neck for no reason He didn't even move, when I asked him if it's beef, he was vegan Bitch talkin' 'bout, "How was the head, Ralfy?" It was decent Diamonds water on my neck, I'm gettin' seasick The Plug [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] Nigga talkin' 'bout he this and that, why we don't know 'bout him? He's a rap capper, talkin' 'bout these bands, how we don't know 'bout him? I asked about his name up in the street, man, they don't know 'bout him Ralfy name good from South Central to the low bottoms Nigga talkin' 'bout he this and that, why we don't know 'bout him? He's a rap capper, talkin' 'bout these bands, how we don't know 'bout him? I asked about his name up in the street, man, they don't know 'bout him Ralfy name good from South Central to the low bottoms [Interlude: Louie Ray] Man, you know what I'm sayin', I come from Flint with my shit Nigga, you know what I'm sayin', I'm from Michigan, bro, it's cold, I'm that You know what I'm sayin'? So we grindin' Timberland boots, and, you know what I'm sayin', Pelle coats Yeah [Verse 2: Louie Ray] I've been out playin' (Yeah), only trappin', gettin' to it, though, uh Niggas scared to play with me, they don't know who I know I've been gettin' a diamond show, I buy a pound of blow I know it's cold, got my heater on, shootin' through the coat I may go here and there sometimes to travel, I ain't goin' broke Some niggas risk they life to go and gamble, I ain't goin', though It's hard to breathe with all this hate out here, but all I do is smoke Mm, I've been trappin' out the booth, you should be rappin' more I know some niggas who don't be on that, like what he cappin' for? I can tell he on some bullshit, bro, what they caption for? I'm in the district, lookin' for some jewelry, that's a Jackson blown Don't need no bunny on my show with me, I get it packed alone [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] Nigga talkin' 'bout he this and that, why we don't know 'bout him? He's a rap capper, talkin' 'bout these bands, how we don't know 'bout him? I asked about his name up in the street, man, they don't know 'bout him Ralfy name good from South Central to the low bottoms Nigga talkin' 'bout he this and that, why we don't know 'bout him? He's a rap capper, talkin' 'bout these bands, how we don't know 'bout him? I asked about his name up in the street, man, they don't know 'bout him Ralfy name good from South Central to the low bottoms