Keep Dissin Freestyle

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[Intro] We know the truth, gang and them, no lames with them They could blow that shit but don't be stingy Huh [Verse] They like, "Ralfy, you the GOAT, I can tell you livin'" Both neck and wrist broke, we can tell you spendin' An M Sport in S-class, not no Honda Civic Bitch, this a big body, you can't tell they different? If I show 'em a Patek Philippe, he gon' tell them niggas All my bitches slim, petite, and the head game vicious Gang and them goin' crazy, they don't sell these switches Most of my niggas shot callers that stand on business I'll blow this bitch but you ain't trippin' As you can see, Pipi Long just got some new extensions Masked up with three Ks, you know what we do to niggas My niggas toe taggers, they'll knock the shoes off niggas Playin' with extra [?] give the blues to niggas Gave her perky dick, she love it and gave the blues to pimpin' Free the bitch, let her go, we don't do no simpin' Puttin' stones on niggas' back, I had to crucifix 'em You ain't gon' blow the bands 'cause you too stingy I wouldn't worry 'bout them dead opps 'cause you can visit 'em My gang with all light busters, you might lose your vision I need my traps all cash and I don't do division .223s and F&N bullets'll rip through tissue Better say your last goodbyes 'cause your fam gon' miss you A shootin' star, so them headshots is not gon' miss you A young coach so I'm playin' games with her mental Kick her out the crib, got my black belt in Jujitsu Niggas smokin' coach pack, this not pretendo James Bond golden gun, this not Nintendo I see your neck goin' crazy, what's them, rocks or igloos? I hang around play callers that'll throw a blitz on you I'm wearin' grown man Pampers from shittin' on dudes Why these niggas sound like me? I think they gettin' the flu Make the bag do magic tricks, then get rid of you A freak bitch suckin' dick like it's meant for you You hit me up at 3 AM, who sent you through? He never seen a king in real life, bitch, I'm livin' proof Get on your knees for your highness the only thing you can do Bitch, you can slime me up to relieve my moods Bitch said she not hungry, she want semen for food You say you want some money, I can lead you to it He like, "I wanna get some money 'cause I seen you do it" The Plug
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- Ralfy the Plug