Paw Patrol

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Ralfy the Plug - Rap, West Coast Rap

Paw Patrol

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[Intro] (Thank You Fizzle) [Verse 1] Money over loyalty, niggas get killed for a dollar Niggas don't know nothin' 'bout sex and they loaf in the shoebox in the closet A lot of niggas get comfortable, they get used to problems I'm the truth, I thought you knew, they should've told you I'm a hot commodity I ain't finesse her, I took her money with reverse psychology Fuck a bitch and her punk feelings, don't get no apologies Spreadin' loyalty and wealth, that's just the mob in me Don't take nothin' personal I say in songs, it's a job to me They like, "Ralfy, you a GOAT, no, I'm the prodigy" Thе way I get money so comfortable, it's just fun to mе I'll take her money quick and hit the block but ain't no call in me I don't know why I do some of this shit I do, it's just a dog in me Welcome to the school of hard knocks and gang on the honor roll Bitch, we can never be together, I like doggin' hoes I'm a dog, my son a dog, we like Paw Patrol She with gang and them now, stop callin' your ho [Chorus] My shooter like Picasso, the picture he paint is vivid I'll never stop gettin' money, that's just the way I'm livin' I'm sure you heard about Chef Ralfy and his famous kitchen His specialty is beef, come get a sample of his famous dishes My shooter like Picasso, the picture he paint is vivid I'll never stop gettin' money, that's just the way I'm livin' I'm sure you heard about Chef Ralfy and his famous kitchen His specialty is beef, come get a sample of his famous dishes [Verse 2] I was in a '03 too, thuggin' in the famous trenches Kim Juan gave me a fifty-piece on a skateboard, that was a famous victim Went to the pen', won't go again 'cause I'm cravin' riches Boy, I love gettin' money, it taste delicious Y'all bitches need to stop doin' them drugs, y'all agin' different Ain't no lipo and no ass and boob job finna save you bitches Your kids at home eatin' Lunchables, who raised you bitches? Y'all know who the Plug talkin' 'bout, it's a gang of you bitches Keep them bum niggas away from me, that's contageous as shit Only got time for gettin' money, not savin' a bitch You think them niggas fuckin' with me, you crazy as shit Fuckin' with me, better grab your surfboard, I'm wavy as shit F&N bullets for niggas thinkin' they got the eye of the tiger You tellin' the people the Plug goin' broke, you liar, liar I think this nigga perkied up, he got a wire, wire I'm the type of nigga you can't hate, you just gotta admire me

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  • Thank You Fizzle