The Plug lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
(Damn, slow that b*tch down, Zoe)
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Pull up on your block and I empty the clip (Bah)
You say that you real, but I know you gon' squeal
You n*ggas is b*tches, get knocked out your heels (b*tch)
We rollin' that dope and we crackin' them seals
Your b*tch hit my phone, said she catchin' a feel (Hah)
I don't know what that is, but you trippin' for real
Go get your big brother so he can get killed (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be on the block with a Glock full of steel
You n*ggas is cap, in my gang, we for real
Got some n*ggas sell work and some n*ggas who steal (Naw, for real)
My n*ggas don't speak, they just pop up and kill
You signed up for this sh*t, but ain't think it was real
b*tch, I been a player, I been in that field
I been chasin' that sack like my name was Khalil
MAC hold a thirty, I let that b*tch spill
Knock down your O-line and then go for the kill

[Interlude]
I'm finna talk my sh*t
[Verse 2]
Pull up on your block and I empty the clip (Bah)
You say that you real, but I know you gon' squeal
You n*ggas is b*tches, get knocked out your heels (b*tch)
We rollin' that dope and we crackin' them seals
Your b*tch hit my phone, said she catchin' a feel (Hah)
I don't know what that is, but you trippin' for real
Go get your big brother so he can get killed (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be on the block with a Glock full of steel
You n*ggas is cap, in my gang, we for real
Got some n*ggas sell work and some n*ggas who steal (Naw, for real)
My n*ggas don't speak, they just pop up and kill
You signed up for this sh*t, but ain't think it was real
b*tch, I been a player, I been in that field
I been chasin' that sack like my name was Khalil
MAC hold a thirty, I let that b*tch spill
Knock down your O-line and then go for the kill
My foot on y'all neck, tell a b*tch to be still (b*tch, be still)
When I get that first check, I'ma ice out my grill
Real cold world, b*tch, it's kill or be killed
If I ain't got the strap, then, my n*gga, he will (Bah)
Just find my last opp and he'll tell you I'm real
But, sh*t, that's if you find him, I heard he got killed
You n*ggas gon' learn that this gang sh*t for real
Got some Hoovers, they lurkin', they lovin' to kill (Crip)
We catch you, we stretch you, that's just what it is
My b*tch gave you a Perc' and you told all your biz (Hah)
We know where you trap, yeah, we know where you live
Give a n*gga a P and he'll kidnap your kids (Yeah)
Shout out to BP, but I'm born player for real
Tried to rob, might teach on you, she went for the kill
I'm sh*ttin' on n*ggas, no practice, just skill
Got a chopper, it sing like that b*tch Lauryn Hill (b*tch)
[Interlude]
Ayy, ayy, hold on, keep all that
Don't take nothin' out, keep that b*tch just like it is
I'm finna run the second verse, though
You ready?
Ayy
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 3]
See, me I'm the plug, I only f*ck with P's
But I know some n*ggas get bricks overseas
Not goin' out sad 'cause I stay with my heat
That Glock, it hold thirty, I pull it, it sneeze (Brrah)
Got some Locs and they with me, they blowin' down trees
I got a 40, put a b*tch on his knees (b*tch)
Don't do too much talkin', it's not in my genes (Nope)
Just hit my burner if you need you some green (Yeah)
You n*ggas lame, you can't hang with the team
Long range, hit his ass with the beam (Baow)
You played the laws, you too pus*y for me
Thick, bad b*tch and she cookin' for me
I call her Summer, she a freak in the sheets
Hood b*tch, she addicted to D
I tossed the Glock, it was hot in the streets
I ain't kill a n*gga, I just put him to sleep (Yeah, Plug)
[Outro]
BigXtha motherf*ckin' Plug, ho
Get with it or get lost
Yeah