lirik lagu ralfy the plug & itsmanman – curtis jackson
[intro]
(duse makin’ slaps, true)
[chorus: itsmanman]
curtis jackson sittin’ in the chop, you know what that mean
half hundiddy, turn your gang into a track team
drum stick’ll leave him laid out, now he a flat wing
he threw an elbow and caught a sh~ll, i’m makin’ mac and cheese
bullets flyin’ past that n~gga head, he got a bald fade
i just knocked his lights out and it was broad day
ridin’ ’round with a .44, the sticks ain’t our age
you think sh~t a game, don’t press my b~ttons, this ain’t no arcade
[verse 1: itsmanman]
i’ll punch a n~gga with that metal, mortal kombat
your baby mama out here givin’ bop, tellin’ bobcat
peepin’ out this n~gga background, finna find that
bro from baghdad, only need weed and he gon’ bomb that
how the f~ck you do it in eight months? sh~t ain’t [?] nothin’ to me
.40 with shaneyney like missionary, ’cause it’s underneath
caught him freestylin’ and wrapped him up, like find another beat
i’ll throw him in that water and lеave him missin’ like the submarinе
this had come with a flash and make you dance like a disco
this chopper uber, catch him out, i’m finna lift bro
for them bars, i’m ’bout to put him under like a limbo
man, f~ck it, he an outsider, k!ll him indoor
[chorus: itsmanman]
curtis jackson sittin’ in the chop, you know what that mean
half hundiddy, turn your gang into a track team
drum stick’ll leave him laid out, now he a flat wing
he threw an elbow and caught a sh~ll, i’m makin’ mac and cheese
bullets flyin’ past that n~gga head, he got a bald fade
i just knocked his lights out and it was broad day
ridin’ ’round with a .44, the sticks ain’t our age
you think sh~t a game, don’t press my b~ttons, this ain’t no arcade
[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
think this sh~t a game, catchin’ [?] it in broad day
the chop barely missed him, d~mn near gave him a bald fade
i was in the county programmin’, runnin’ all fade
some of you rappers can’t even get a bunk with your no name
anything i say on the beat is free game
[?] wanna f~ck with coach ralfy, gotta be a team player
n~ggas get beat up and robbed for not keepin’ it player
sellin’ p~ssy or jah, he think he finna save it
b~tch, it’s nothin’ about you, it’s the money that attract me
pow, he heard shots and start runnin’ like a track meet
with a dime b~tch makin’ mac and cheese in the back seat
she handed me a loaf and said, “you ain’t even have to ask me”, the plug
[chorus: itsmanman]
curtis jackson sittin’ in the chop, you know what that mean
half hundiddy, turn your gang into a track team
drum stick’ll leave him laid out, now he a flat wing
he threw an elbow and caught a sh~ll, i’m makin’ mac and cheese
bullets flyin’ past that n~gga head, he got a bald fade
i just knocked his lights out and it was broad day
ridin’ ’round with a .44, the sticks ain’t our age
you think sh~t a game, don’t press my b~ttons, this ain’t no arcade
[verse 3: itsmanman]
hit that n~gga with a bow wow or lil’ romeo
if he on bullsh~t, i tie him up like this the rodeo
b~tch, i’m with the stincs but that don’t mean i want no dirty ho
i’ll bake his ass, i’m turnin’ cookie monster to fry oreo
b~tch, i feel like george floyd, these n~ggas meet me
if we catch ’em out, we droppin’ a couple like an ep
we bear arms, so cut his arms for tryna leech me
got a joystick and ’bout two k’s, you think you mp?
she tryna move out, i’m like, “mei ling, come back, i’m tryna rob you”
he a bike rider, i’m ’bout to knock him off his mongoose
he a freshman? hit him, mac~11, this ain’t high school
he think i’m a b~tch, i couldn’t be that if i tried to
[chorus: itsmanman]
curtis jackson sittin’ in the chop, you know what that mean
half hundiddy, turn your gang into a track team
drum stick’ll leave him laid out, now he a flat wing
he threw an elbow and caught a sh~ll, i’m makin’ mac and cheese
bullets flyin’ past that n~gga head, he got a bald fade
i just knocked his lights out and it was broad day
ridin’ ’round with a .44, the sticks ain’t our age
you think sh~t a game, don’t press my b~ttons, this ain’t no arcade
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