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Ralo
Featuring(s) : Philthy Rich & HoodRich Pablo Juan
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[Ralo] Yeah, whoo! Fam, goon Oh Twysted Yeah, uh Tell 'em I'll never look back Got the game in the book bag Got the streets in a choke hold We gon' get them bricks by the boat load Stay down, ten toes, them bricks in, they get sold We ain't never goin' back broke Nigga, f*ck a friend where that pack go You ain't gotta tell 'em [?] We ain't goin' back and forth about a ho All that hatin' shit, it's out of control Never talk to a ho 'bout the bro Never switch up, never bitch up Get the picture, I don't miss her I don't love her, I don't want her I don't need her, I never did [Ralo] Pockets bigger than an elephant Got the F&N with a felony Remember they ain't wanna let him in Now I'm better than [?] Percocet with the ten, yeah Grab my bitch and go in, yeah Ask her, can I f*ck her friend, yeah That lil p*ssy gettin' big, yeah Drop the top then I burnt out f*ckin' freak hoes got me turn't out In the parking lot f*ck a parking spot My shit cost a lot, yeah My shit cost more than his, yeah A young nigga with them M's, wooh Got more money than my peers And they been workin' all the years Tell 'em I'll never look back Got the game in the book bag Got the streets in a choke hold We gon' get them bricks by the boat load Stay down, ten toes, them bricks in, they get sold We ain't never goin' back broke Nigga, f*ck a friend where that pack go You ain't gotta tell 'em [?] We ain't goin' back and forth about a ho All that hatin' shit, it's out of control Never talk to a ho 'bout the bro Never switch up, never bitch up Get the picture, I don't miss her I don't love her, I don't want her I don't need her, I never did [Philthy Rich] Die [?] got me stressed Last nigga try me, he deceased Two hundred thousand on the piece So when I die, you can bury it with me Rap niggas, don't compare 'em to me In the trap I was wearin' a key Baby chopper, hundred rounds to the knees Greyhound, a hundred pounds of the [?] Nigga, I was really stuck in the streets Front line when it come to the beef You the nigga be promotin' the piece Hundred [?] I can let of the leash Ask Gucci, had him on my street Hit Gucci, twenty thousand on sneak's [?], I'm the king of the east You catchin' niggas still and bring 'em to me Rolls Royce, no Wrangler Jeep Balmains, no regular jeans Actavis, no regular lean He text you [?] stay on this D Private jet, lookin' out at the wings Broke as f*ck, I couldn't afford me them wings Now I'm ballin' up here in my team Stay down, do you know what that mean? It's Philthy Tell 'em I'll never look back Got the game in the book bag Got the streets in a choke hold We gon' get them bricks by the boat load Stay down, ten toes, them bricks in, they get sold We ain't never goin' back broke Nigga, f*ck a friend where that pack go You ain't gotta tell 'em [?] We ain't goin' back and forth about a ho All that hatin' shit, it's out of control Never talk to a ho 'bout the bro Never switch up, never bitch up Get the picture, I don't miss her I don't love her, I don't want her I don't need her, I never did [Hoodrich Pablo Juan] All my niggas want the same thing [?] treat the rap like the dope game Tell her, Ralo, we like [?] and [?] We ridin' in, got the frame Still in the hood, we ain't gon' change Op shit, pray to her Lord when I aim Pop shit, my nigga pull up, bang, bang [?] this ain't no joke Iced out my Cartier frame Geeked, f*cked that lil freak like my main You better put some respect on my name Lil bitch when you on it, you ain't even change You want the money, you can have the fame Poppin' champagne with the bust down brain Shoot that shit up like a [?] game Young nigga fresh like Novocain I'm rich and fly like a [?] on a plane Fifty thousand [?] I do is plan Flippin and kicking it, it's a coincidence That my plug and my bitch is from Spain She wanna f*ck a real nigga, you lame Pop a perc' I can't even feel the pain Got the mud, that lil dirty, the rain Flex on a new 1017 chain Tell 'em I'll never look back Got the game in the book bag Got the streets in a choke hold We gon' get them bricks by the boat load Stay down, ten toes, them bricks in, they get sold We ain't never goin' back broke Nigga, f*ck a friend where that pack go You ain't gotta tell 'em [?] We ain't goin' back and forth about a ho All that hatin' shit, it's out of control Never talk to a ho 'bout the bro Never switch up, never bitch up Get the picture, I don't miss her I don't love her, I don't want her I don't need her, I never did
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