| If y’all niggas need straps, then get at me
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| I’m the plug
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| Well, if you need that, then get at me
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| I’m the plug
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| Dope, coke, crack, man get at me
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| I’m the plug
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| Holla when you need it; |
| my price you can’t beat it
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| We move the work like it’s water
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| Stuff a quarter in your daughter
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| Cash flow like the Nile
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| I mean like right across the border
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| You to get it; |
| I got it
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| If I ain’t got it, I get it
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| Fill your spot up with product
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| I got the straps for your hitters
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| Look here, my price is my price
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| Fuck is ya estimate nigga
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| Figure you bite the bullet, I bang it
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| Get to bustin', it’s nothin'
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| Wave it, blaze it
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| Hit the bullseye; |
| I don’t graze shit
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| AP around me lately
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| C-notes serenade me
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| The smell made me crazy
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| Product of the Eighties
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| Numero uno
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| I’m out a legendary group ho
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| My souls too cold
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| They blocking me, I found a loophole
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| I’m new gold
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| I got a couple dimes from Panama
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| I make a little girl out an amazon
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| Run on me, I’m squeezin' like an anacon'
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| Then I’m gone, years from now I bet my power steer my lawn
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| I believe I was born to ball
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| Penetrate the pussy, unless it smell like old tennis balls
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| I’m a rapper; |
| I got a problem being punctual
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| A mill at 26 these other rappers, man, they got the gall
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| To even think they on my level
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| Sports-Illustrated model all in my condo
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| Ice in the pot
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| In the trap, I’m Sir Mix-a-Lot
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| 'Bout to spend a mill on a car lot
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| Streets dried up
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| Get tied up for small packs
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| Niggas workin'
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| Phone wired up, don’t call back
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| I’m a surgeon; |
| I put shit back together
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| I determined to bring my black MAC wherever
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| Niggas lurkin'; |
| this ain’t the place to be
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| Fuck a hit
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| Niggas’ll blow up your face for free
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| Sunday sermon, preacher keep on facin' me
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| It’s like every word he sayin' just relates to me
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| G-Unit gorilla
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| Cocaine car wheeler
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| 50 grand cash to the car dealer
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| Bragging on what you bought get you raw quicker
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| Tap you on the shoulder like take this walk, nigga
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| I fought every tall nigga
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| Short temper
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| Tougher than leather cut from a different cloth, nigga
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| You ain’t a boss you can afford to pay the costs, nigga
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| Get caught, I was taught to never talk nigga |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Plug , by - G-Unit. Song from the album The Beauty Of Independence, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп