Dare You To Do It

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Ralfy the Plug - Rap, In English

Dare You To Do It

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[Intro: Ralfy the Plug] Br-r-r-r-r, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick 'em We know the truth (Viper) Gang and them, no lames with them [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] Gang and them got Glocks with beams and switches, they alert too Opps ain't never outside, they got curfew He lyin', talkin' 'bout the Plug goin' broke, the nerve of dude Since a youngin, I was always the type to curve the rules Ralfy the Plug been ballin' all year, I been gettin' vertical Rest in peace the beat and bring it back, I been gettin' surgical When you talk about nеrvous music, Drakeo was the first to do it You laughin', talkin' 'bout some good pеrky meat, you must have heard the rules They like, "Ralfy, your flow so spiritual, it's the perfect music" How you feel your son a snitch? You birthed a Judas Every time I get in the booth, it's therapeutic He's a keyboard warrior, his whole life he gon' stare at computers You tough, drop your pin and stand outside, I dare you to do it Blow some bands, buy somethin' every week, I dare you to do it I'll be by myself at Walgreens lookin' for Kool-Aid Your bitch gave her money to the Plug, she know who to pay [Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug] Unless you got some blues for me, there's no room to stay This Wockhardt in my cup, not Kool-Aid I be hangin' 'round gang members that be hoobangin' Ralfy can't be comin' 'round here, man, you too famous For a fact, the Plug keep racks, I stay with it Ask about my storage in the county, I stay trippin' Big-body foreign, Need for Speed, lane switchin' I ain't never worried 'bout nothin' that ain't my business Bitch, if you a ho, know your place and pay some pimpin' Comin' in the Plug and tearin' off a loaf is your safest visit Beefin' with the Plug, you wanna meet God and I can arrange a visit Fans be like, "We know you the truth, we know you gon' stay consistent" I know she ran a whole marathon 'cause she came with blisters Gettin' dirty-ass sandals you see her in is her favorite slippers She done walked the whole ten miles and back to gain my interest She just wanna give all her money to her favorite nigga, the Plug [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] Gang and them got Glocks with beams and switches, they alert too Opps ain't never outside, they got curfew He lyin', talkin' 'bout the Plug goin' broke, the nerve of dude Since a youngin, I was always the type to curve the rules Ralfy the Plug been ballin' all year, I been gettin' vertical Rest in peace the beat and bring it back, I been gettin' surgical When you talk about nervous music, Drakeo was the first to do it You laughin', talkin' 'bout some good perky meat, you must have heard the rules They like, "Ralfy, your flow so spiritual, it's the perfect music" How you feel your son a snitch? You birthed a Judas Every time I get in the booth, it's therapeutic He's a keyboard warrior, his whole life he gon' stare at computers You tough, drop your pin and stand outside, I dare you to do it Blow some bands, buy somethin' every week, I dare you to do it I'll be by myself at Walgreens lookin' for Kool-Aid Your bitch gave her money to the Plug, she know who to pay [Verse 2: Blue Pesos] Mention me and have me on the 'Gram, I dare you to do it Hidin' in the house, niggas trippin', I shot out his [?] [?] jewels, that's in two, the 'fit is exclusive Back doin' shooter Ling Ling, know she goin' through it Shit, we just fucked him over Nigga hit me with a mean mug, I started shootin' blowers Brains splattered, chalk zone, yes, bro, I'm sure we told you Sick of all these J-cats, a bunch of Jabronies [Verse 3: Duffy] Keep shaneyney in the cut in case Pippy get lonely Stinc Team off the muscle, they know we the strongest You can't ride with me, bitch, it's too many blowers It's some racks on the floor, we don't argue with phonies You know the truth, we run LA, it's kind of crazy, huh? Only ones outside, why nobody wanna play with us? I got 'em ordered up, forgive me, my rhythm is nervous I'm havin' money conversations, they don't concern you [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] Gang and them got Glocks with beams and switches, they alert too Opps ain't never outside, they got curfew He lyin', talkin' 'bout the Plug goin' broke, the nerve of dude Since a youngin, I was always the type to curve the rules Ralfy the Plug been ballin' all year, I been gettin' vertical Rest in peace the beat and bring it back, I been gettin' surgical When you talk about nervous music, Drakeo was the first to do it You laughin', talkin' 'bout some good perky meat, you must have heard the rules They like, "Ralfy, your flow so spiritual, it's the perfect music" How you feel your son a snitch? You birthed a Judas Every time I get in the booth, it's therapeutic He's a keyboard warrior, his whole life he gon' stare at computers You tough, drop your pin and stand outside, I dare you to do it Blow some bands, buy somethin' every week, I dare you to do it I'll be by myself at Walgreens lookin' for Kool-Aid Your bitch gave her money to the Plug, she know who to pay

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Credits

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  • Blue Pesos
  • Duffy (OTM)
  • Ralfy the Plug
  • Viper Beats