Joe Budden

Album cover art for "Joe Budden" by Ralfy the Plug & SaySoTheMac

Ralfy the Plug & SaySoTheMac - Rap, West Coast Rap

Joe Budden

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Duration: 2:42

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[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] I can tell y'all niggas broke, y'all ain't gettin' no money You just an old nigga mad we still gettin' it, Joe Budden If you don't know Juan or Jose, you can't plug me If you ain't tryna give me all your money, you don't love me If we playin' ball, we keep them long sticks, no rugby If you ain't tryna get chipped, Frito-Lay, don't mug me If we talkin' money, I'm never late, don't rush me If you ain't gang or from the Bay, then don't Blood me [Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug] Get him and his bitch wrapped up, no mummy Runnin' laps around these bums, my Maisons gettin' toe scuffles I seen what you was doin' in the county, no scufflin' All the opps gon' die, that's a fact with no mumblin' You thought you was fuckin' with me, you must be on drugs again Opps lyin' on my life, swearin' they gon' come and spin You gon' die playin' with the Plug, you must don't love your fans I like Glocks and F&Ns, I be playin' with stuff that don't jam I'm a toe stepper, give him a toe jam He purchased a bag door that came with a toe tag Shooter said he ain't got no cameras, so he came with no mask That's your cousin? If we see him with them niggas, that's your ass The Plug [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] I can tell y'all niggas broke, y'all ain't gettin' no money You just an old nigga mad we still gettin' it, Joe Budden If you don't know Juan or Jose, you can't plug me If you ain't tryna give me all your money, you don't love me If we playin' ball, we keep them long sticks, no rugby If you ain't tryna get chipped, Frito-Lay, don't mug me If we talkin' money, I'm never late, don't rush me If you ain't gang or from the Bay, then don't Blood me [Verse 2: SaySoTheMac] You ain't tryna pay the Mac, that's okay, you ugly You ain't tryna give me all your money, you don't love me Tote a fin Five-SeveN, I'ma go 'head, gun him Got the pack for a rack, you could go 'head, plug me Ain't my bitch or my mama, then, boy, don't hug me I don't fuck with fentanyl, so bitch, don't drug me Finna fire dope fiend bitches, boy, don't rush me Kick the door sixty seconds in the house, I'm rushin' Goddamn, bitch, why you suck the dick so lovely? Catch the Mac slippin' on the track, oh no, buddy I broke her three times last week, she told no buddy I'm shittin' on these niggas, I'ma need more Huggies [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] I can tell y'all niggas broke, y'all ain't gettin' no money You just an old nigga mad we still gettin' it, Joe Budden If you don't know Juan or Jose, you can't plug me If you ain't tryna give me all your money, you don't love me If we playin' ball, we keep them long sticks, no rugby If you ain't tryna get chipped, Frito-Lay, don't mug me If we talkin' money, I'm never late, don't rush me If you ain't gang or from the Bay, then don't Blood me [Outro] (Yeah, bitch)

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  • Ralfy the Plug
  • SaySoTheMac