Plies lyrics

Plies Lyrics

(1) Plies lyrics Got em Hating lyrics
(2) Plies lyrics Shawty lyrics
(3) Plies lyrics 100 Years
(4) Plies lyrics I Kno U Workin lyrics
(5) Plies lyrics On My Dik lyrics
(6) Plies lyrics 1 Mo Time lyrics
(7) Plies lyrics I Am The Club lyrics
(8) Plies lyrics Friday lyrics
(9) Plies lyrics Goons Lurkin lyrics
(10) Plies lyrics Murkin Season lyrics
(11) Plies lyrics Hypnotized lyrics
(12) Plies lyrics Money Straight lyrics
(13) Plies lyrics You lyrics
(14) Plies lyrics Runnin My Momma Crazy lyrics
(15) Plies lyrics Kept It Too Real lyrics

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(16) Plies 1 Fan Lyrics
(17) Plies 1 Day Lyrics
(18) Plies Bushes Lyrics
(19) Plies Im Da Man Lyrics
(20) Plies Ol Lady Lyrics
(21) Plies Goin Fed Fo Lyrics
(22) Plies Dat Bitch Lyrics
(23) Plies Somebody Loves You Lyrics
(24) Plies Watch Dis Lyrics
(25) Plies Shit Bag Lyrics
(26) Plies Please Excuse My Hands Lyrics
(27) Plies Rich Folk Lyrics

(28) Me & My Goons
(29) F**k U Gon Do Bout It
(30) Gotta Be
(31) Want It, Need It (Featuring Ashanti)
(32) Plenty Money
(33) Family Straight
(34) Make A Move
(35) 2nd Chance
(36) Spend The Night
(37) Heard Of Me
(38) All Black
(39) Street Light (Featuring Sean Garrett)
(40) I Chase Paper
(41) Pants Hang Low
(42) Co-Defendant
(43) Put It On Ya (Featuring Chris J)

"Plies - Got 'em Hating"

Intro
It's A Nitti Beat... Hey
Hey dats my boo Plies, Wassup? They Said You Got It On Lock Down There My Nigga, Hey
They Said You Gettin Bout 20 Stacks A Mothafuckin Show, Right?
This Yo First Album, (Wow), You Fuckin Wit Yo Boy Nitti Right? (That's Right)
Cuz We're Live Again, From Ghetto Ville, Usa That Is, Yo Plies, You Ready?

Verse 1
Seven Days A Week, A Full Time balla,
A Thug And A Goon, Whatever You Wanna Call It,
You Hating For Nothing, Cuz I'ma Get Money regardless,
You Trying To Catch Lil Mama, I Already Done Caught Her.

You Want The 26s, Huh, I Already Done Bought Em,
You Can't Do What I Do And That's Part Of The Problem,
I Got The Haters Going Crazy I Ain't Trying To Stop Em,
You Want The Streets, Huh Dog, I Already Done Locked Em.

You Love Blue Diamonds, Already Done Copped Em,
You Always Talk About K's, But Ain't Never Shot Em,
I'm Certified And Real, Lil Homey You A Flawer,
You A Full-Blown Hater, That's What I Call Em.

Chorus
I'm In The Donk On Sixes And Stay (Got Em Hatin),
Fucked The Broad That He Wanted (Now I Got Em Hatin),
His Paper Game Ain't Been Right Lately (Got Em Hatin),
My Jewellery Game Amazin (Now I Got Em Hatin).

I'm In The Donk on Sixes And Stay (Got Em Hatin),
Fucked The Broad That He Wanted (Now I Got Em Hatin),
His Paper Game Ain't Been Right Lately (Got Em Hatin),
You Ain't Doin Somethin Right If You Ain't (Got Em Hatin).

Verse 2
I'm The Man In My City, You Just Live Here,
You Just Got In The Streets, I've Been Out Chea,
You Still Dreaming About It, I Did It In A Year,
You A Pussy So I Know You Hate Me Off The Rip.

You Can't Move How I Move, You Ain't Got Chips,
I Can Blow It And Don't Miss It, Got Grip,
I Can Merc You When I Wanna, Cuz I Got Clips,
30-Round Extended .380 On The Hip.

Heard You Was Crying When You Was Locked Up, You A Trip,
I Know The Goons That Robbed You, You Ain't Done Shit,
You The One That Told, You The One Soft As Shit,
Now You Walking Round Like You Had Closed Lips.

In The Back Of Yo Mind You Wish Plies Wasn't Real,
Ain't Never Been A Hater, I Don't Know How It Feel,
If You Know Like I Know, Lil Homey, Better Chill,
Or You Gon' Have Them Bushes Moving In Frontcha Crib.

Chorus

Verse 3
Some Want to See Me Broke, Some Want to See Me In The Feds,
The Haters Hate You When You Living, Love You When You're Dead,
He Just A Bad Rapper, He Ain't Blew Yet,
The Streets Don't Feel Him, I Ain't Have To Go Through That.

I'm On Fire In The Streets, Just Got My Feet Wet,
And You Don't Think I'm Sell A Mil', Then Take The Bet,
I'm Just One Of Few Who Ain't Went Commercial Yet,
I Want You To See Me Dats Why I Got The Top Back

You Got No Choice To Talk About Me, Look How I Act,
And Why Plies So Wired If He Got Stacks
He Got A Hundred Goons Around Him When He Rock His Ice,
If You Ain't Thugging, You Won't Understand The Thug Life.

"Plies - Shawty"

Plies Talkin:
What's Happening Homie Dis Ya Boy Plies Man Hey Pain Tell 'em
Bout Your Shawty Ima Tel Em Bout Mine

Chorus: T-Pain
Even Though I'm Not Your Man, You Not My Girl
Ima Call You My Shawty
Cause I Can't Stand To See You Treated Bad
I Beat His Ass For My Shawty
And We Ain't Did Nothin That We Ain't Supposed To Do
Cause You My Shawty
Baby girl You Know I Be Home, Keep Me On The Ring tone Shawty
Sing It To Me Girl

Verse 1: Plies
Soon As I Seen Her, Shit Told Her I'd Pay For It
Lil Mama The Baddest Thing 'round Here & She Already Know It
I Pointed At The Donk & Told Her This Supposed To Be Yours
Showed Her A Couple Stacks & Told Her I'd Let Her Blow It
The Hottest Nigga In The City Baby You Can't Ignore It
I Showed Her I Was A Real Nigga & She Went For It
First Time I Caught Her Shit, She Aint Even Know How To Throw It Back
Now She An Animal, I Got Her Sex Game Right
I Taught Her How To Talk To Me While She Take Pipe
& Opened Her Up & Showed Her What A Real Nigga Like
I Told Her I Don't Usually Do This, I Don't Fuck On The First Night
Cause After I Beat Ya Baby I'm Liable To Fuck Up Ya Whole Life
I Gotta Train Her, Now She Suck Me With Ice
I Call Her My Lil Bust It Baby Cause She Keep It Tight
Whenever I Tell Her To Bust, Aren't Got to Tell Her Twice
Whenever I Want to Get Off She Know How To Get Me Right

Chorus: T-Pain
Even Though I'm Not Your Man, You Not My Girl
Ima Call You My Shawty
Cause I Can't Stand To See You Treated Bad
I Beat His Ass For My Shawty
And We Isn't Did Nothing That We Ain't Supposed To Do
Cause You My Shawty
Baby girl You Know I Be Home, Keep Me On The Ringtone Shawty
Sing It To Me Girl

x2
Whoa W-W-Whoa Whoa Whoa Whooooa Whoa Whoa
Whoa W-W-Whoa Shawtyyyyy

Verse 2: Plies
I Love To Show Her Off, Cause All The Dope Boys Want Her
Know Why They Wanna Beat Bae, Look At All That Ass On Her
Look How That Pussy Sit Up In Them Shorts, You Gotta Want Her
Love When She Act Like She Bo-Legged & Bend The [Corner ?]
She Proud To Be Fuckin Me, Cause I'm Stunting On her
It Feel Good To Be Fuckin A Real Nigga Don't'uh
Aint Called Her In 2 Days, Gotta Let Her Mind Wonder
But When She Miss Me, She Call To Tell Me To Jump On Her
Thats Why I Don't Mind Breakin Her Off, Cause She Aint With The Drama
If You Done Ripped Her Before, You Know How To Cuff Lil Mama
You Know She Gotta Be Somethin, Cause I Done Beat Her Under
bae Snatchin down there, I'm Tellin Ya, I Promise
I Exposed Her To Real, & Now She Hate Lames
Member She Used To Run From Me, Now She Like Pain
She Call Me Sometimes Just To Ask Is It Her Thing
Ever Since I Ran Up In Shawty She Ain't Been The Same

Chorus: T-Pain
Even Though I'm Not Your Man, You Not My Girl
Ima Call You My Shawty
Cause I Can't Stand To See You Treated Bad
I Beat His Ass For My Shawty
And We Aint Did Nothin That We Ain't Supposed To Do
Cause You My Shawty
Babygirl You Know I Be Home, Keep Me On The Ring tone Shawty
Sing It To Me Girl

x2:
Whoa W-W-Whoa Whoa Whoa Whooa Whoa Whoa
Whoa W-W-Whoa Shanty

"Plies - 100 Years"

Intro

My nigga e'erytime I think this shit gettin' rough out here
for me my nigga... I just remind myself dog Monday through
Friday homie... From 8 in the mornin' to 5 in the evenin'
dog... It's some niggas in the court room 'round the country
my nigga... Fightin' for they muhfuckin' lives dog... The
crackers bannin' niggas e'eryday my nigga

Verse 1

My dog went to court today they gave him fifteen
Cracker banned my lil' nigga he was se'enteen
Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean
Pussy ass crackers done shattered my nigga dreams
They holl'in' mandatory they want him to do the whole thang
Nigga showed up in court on my dog and did his thang
Nigga did my nigga now I got to bust his brain
Nigga woulda did me my dog'd do the same
His lady callin' me cryin' and now I feel her pain
Tired of losin' all my niggas to the chain gang
In thirty minutes a nigga whole life can change
Cracker over sinister niggas when this shit gon' change?

Chorus

Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel

Verse 2

Ain't talked to my dog yet but I know he sick
Next fifteen years of his life behind a fence
Cracker find a nigga guilty and hit him wit' the bench
Gave one of my dogs twenty-seven on his first offense
The time they givin' the nigga for the crime ain't makin' sense
They jacked the number up now it's eighty-five percent
They did that to make you fuck niggas out there snitch
And put conspiracy in the game to railroad the click
And crackers feel like niggas ain't got no common sense
A nigga paper ain't right they banned off the rip
A public defender don't get you shit but a long trip
And judge sentencin innocent niggas without a guilt

Verse 3
How in the fuck can fo' birds get you a life sentence?
But give a cracker seven years for money launderin' millions
Shoot a nigga in the leg they sentence you like you killed 'em
Cracker catch you wit' that iron and throw you under the buildin'
You a nigga that mean you guilty 'til proven innocent
MOney talk and bullshit walk a thousand miles
You ain't got a paid lawyer then don't go to trial
Crackers owe each other favors, they'll swap ya out
"You give us him, we'll give you him" know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Nigga took thirty years on a cop out
Fuck you get thirty years for breakin' in a bitch house?
Crackers playin' a dirty game boy this shit wild

"Plies - I Kno U Workin"

Ol police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin

Da nigga name all through a bitch black and white nigga told da cracker shit that they didn t
even like went fed and got out and act like it s alright da nigga you snitched on shit dem
crackers gave him life you know that fuck nigga da police and you and da nigga tight ridin wit
da fuck nigga like that nigga right birds of a feather flock together ya ll just alike and
ya ll kopin from that fuck nigga and buyin pipes how you break bread wit a nigga da you know
trif dawg niggas go from real to fuck niggas overnight you can t flip it now you a police for
life and stay from round me fuck nigga you ain t my type

Ol police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin

An how I feel nigga I might wack you on da house since you can t seen to close yo pussy ass
mouth you got niggas spooked niggas scared to go to trail til you police ass niggas done came
back in style set niggas up you pussy niggas gon wild broke niggas off takin niggas from they
child need to kill all you pussies put you in a pile in every clique it s a potential snitch
hangin round got da fuck from round you niggas moved out of town cause if you stay to long
nigga you fed bound nigga told on his brother to knock his time down niggas tell on one of my
people I m gunnin yo ass down

Ol police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin

Tell yo son the truth nigga his dad a pussy if you was real you would da got yo lil time and
took it instead of being a solider fuck nigga turn cookie you thank this snitchin shit is sweet
you really thank you woopin you gone come home one night bitch gon be in da bushes dem crackers
ain t gone be able to protect yo ass den pussy so while you roamin des streets nigga you better
be lookin for niggas who snitched on yo people dawg don t give him no coshin murk da pussy ass
nigga naw don t whoop him he took yo people lives so his life need to be tooken dem choppa
bullet through his head where you need to put him dead or livin fuck niggas you ll forever be
pussy

Ol police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin

"Plies - On My Di*k"

Bra if yo cash ain't right, right now dawg shit just fucked up right now dawg u done took
A lost when a bitch don't wanna give you nothing dawg telling you dawg u can make something happen

My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen

Verse 1
When a nigga money fucked up it's hard for him to think straight
Seem like a nigga life in park when he ain't got cake
First thing that cross a bitch mind shid he gotta take
U can stay broke forever or u can make a shape
Cause when u broke bitch talk to u any kinda way
U on ya dick bitch don't wanna here shit u gotta say
If u ain't built for this street shit den get out the way
Cause when a nigga broke everybody's fucking gravy
U either get money out chere or u fucking hate
U think a nigga gone give u something den keep waiting
U betta suck up yo mufucking pride and chase it
Cause when a nigga broke he ain't pose to have patients

My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen

Verse 2
I don't kno if god trying to punish me or my luck just bad
I don't kno which one of em it is but I need some fucking cash
I rather be in prison broke then out here without a stash
They say when it rains it purs then how will it last
Before I let it rain on me I'm a let a bitch crash
With all black on chie 5 and ske mask
The streets judge off wat u got not wat u had
I took a lost and it hurt me fucked me up bad
It ain't no feeling in the world like loosing ya last
I ain't got no choice I'm fucked up gotta bounce back
Seems like it take forever to get to get it but u can loose it fast
I rather a mufucka vist me while sitting behind a glass

My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen

Verse 3
The nigga that invented robbing I bet he was broke
Cause when u fucked up out her it ain't no fucking joke
And all bets off when a nigga money low
A nigga willing to take chances he ain't neva took before
And willing to cross a mufucka for the love of the dough
I can't fault nigga cause I done did that shit before
If u gone take it just be ready to play it how it go
It's every nigga for self this shit cut throat
I bet I past me a nigga for he past me tho
For every nigga balling it's a hundred niggas hunting
I don't kno if he told but these yung niggas thuggin
So why u outta balling it's some niggas riding lucky

My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen

"Plies - 1 Mo Time"

I know you caught me cheating
and you tired of me lyin
Imma be honest with you baby
I know I crossed tha line
If you dont wanna fuck with me no mo than cool that fine
but before you go babe
Can we fuck one more time

Verse 1
I know I fucked up and sorry aint
what you wanna here but i cant change
that shit dog it is what it is.
you can go fuck another nigga if thats how you feel
if thats goin to make you feel better than gone do it hell you asked me about this lil petty
shit and i kept it real i know that shit probably hard for you to swallow still I aint know how
bad i hurt you til' I seen ya tears I aint asking you to accept how a nigga live, if you feel
like another nigga can treat you better, than it is what it is. but let the truth be told its
been my pussy for years. now you got all ya lil home girls up in ya ear just lets fuck one more
time before you give

Verse 2
I know its probably best for us to go our seperate ways, cause i know imma fuck up again
anyway but from my fuckin heart a nigga want you to stay but once you fuck up this shit can
never be straight i know that shits wrong i aint got shit to say bet you think a nigga didn't
give a fuck anyway i just had to fuck you good the other day and how that pussy was bitin i
didnt wanna scape you rode that dick so long until you started to shake and i can tell when you
would nut i can see it in ya face imma miss fuckin you from the back and how i grabbed ya waist
but most of all imma miss how that pussy taste

Verse 3
There aint another nigga who's going to fuck you like I Do you can talk that shit all you want
but baby you know its true I know i fucked up i said im sorry now its on you. you can play
stupid and give me away if you want too. if you say fuck it its over then i guess we through i
know if i caught you cheating ill probably cut you loose dont get it fucked up i aint tryin to
tell you what to do. whatever decision you make i gotta live with it but whatever your answer
is just make sure you can deal with it but if we do break up imma keep tryin to get it this
shit we going through right now is real silly gone cuss me out and lets fuck and gone kill it.

"I Am The Club"

This here a message homie to anybody who possibly gon' be in the
club that I'm goin' in tonight homie... You better gon' head & get'cha
shine on before I get to the club dog...

Chorus

Let me think tonight, what I'mma do at the club?
Might show up tonight, just to throw dubs
Or I might buy the bar to fuck wit' the scrubs
How I feel tonight shawty I am the club
Let me think tonight, what I'mma do at the club?
Might show up tonight, just to throw dubs
Or I might buy the bar to fuck wit' the scrubs
How I feel tonight shawty I am the club

Verse 1

Parked the whip out front jumped out stuntin'
Neck full of jewels whole pocket full of money
All the goons around me so you know I'm comin'
Half a brick in my pocket ten stacks on me
Better let me ball you don't want no problem homie
Last problem in the club somebody start dumpin'
I'm the main attraction y'all peons
Got a dope boy knot on me, no one's
Came through the side do', slid wit' my gun
Somebody daughter gettin' it the question which one
'Gnaced up and on good 'dro, body numb
Let me show you how a real goon have fun

Verse 2
Y'all in trouble tonight we got the club locked
We ain't dancin' over here all we do is bop
One thang fa sho we got them hammers cocked
Look at all the dimes sweat us, they comin' by the flock
Look at the lil' hater over there, got him hot
Seen him lookin' at me so I held up a knot
I don't know if you know homie I run the spot
And don't 'cha play wit' me, you ain't got enough shots
Order mine straight up, drank it on the rocks
Been in the club five minutes and done closed shop
How can one nigga be this got damn hot?
I don't know if it's me it might be the watch

Verse 3

Slid through the club late all I need is a hour
Like they told me lil' homie money is power
Ran the streets all day I'm fresh out the shower
Watch how a goon rock let me show you my volume
Check my track record homie all I beat is stallions
I done smashed already shit you can have her
If you want her better catch her better gon' snatch her
Want straight animals over here, no hackers
Better put the cuffs on her 'fore the goons pack her
When we leave the club watch you follow after
Y'all ain't groupies baby stop bein' embarrassed
This one here in the book, this a closed chapter

"Plies - Friday"

Chorus
Damn my P.O. I ain't gon' stop grindin'
Violate me if ya want gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets I'm somewhere shinin'
Live every gotdamn day like it's Friday
Damn my P.O. I ain't gon' stop grindin'
Violate me if ya want gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets I'm somewhere shinin'
Live every gotdamn day like it's Friday

Verse 1
Tell the feds if they comin' they better come now
They got my chips straight now I'm ready to retire
I ball 'til I fall homie thug 'til I die
And if I died today I know I'll probably fry
But if I hit the right lick I can live nice
Think I'm scared to go get it you gotdamn lie
My money go to lookin' funny I'm gettin' on seventy-five
Non-stop homie straight to the Cuban's island
I like to get money, fuck hoes, and rock ice
Give a damn who don't like it, it's my life
That's why I drank e'eryday dog and stay high
Catch me in the strip club lettin' money fly
And goin' broke the only thing that can make me cry
I told my P.O. she can't change me don't even try
The street life got me gone I don't know why
Tryna at least see a couple mill' 'fore I die

Verse 2
Before I went to sleep I prayed for a hundred squares
Told God he'll bless me if He really cared
Know you fuck niggas prayin' for me to get killed
Know you crackers wish you could give me a hundred years
That's why I ball and stunt for the niggas in jail
Cracker gon' have to kill me 'fore they put me in a cell
Nigga told me to turn myself in I told him "go to Hell"
'Cause if they want me they better do they job and that's real
Worst thang they can do is hold me with no bail
Until that shit happen been done ran across a whole mill'
I thug it out 'til the end homie that's how it is
Life too motherfuckin' short for me to sit still
I can't leave these streets nigga they pay my bills
I gotta be dead in prison nigga for me to chill
I asked a trick the other day why he pop pills
He told me I'll pop 'em too if I knew how it feel

Verse 3
I wake up e'ery mornin' lookin' for a money bag
When a nigga died and he was broke then he died sad
If I was on my dick you niggas'll be glad
Squeeze eights on the donk just to make you mad
'Long as my heart still beatin' nigga I'mma get cash
Live every motherfuckin' day like it's my last
Indictment money in my pocket and 'Gnac in my system
Need every muhfuckin' day to feel like Christmas
Heard the crackers downtown givin' out big nimbles
I know some motherfuckin' Haitians givin' out tickles

"Plies - Goons Lurkin"

[chorus]
Car full of choppers and everybody quiet,
Car full of goons and everybody certified..
And if you sewed up last time you can't ride,
It's going down tonight, cuz them goons out lurkin'

5 in the morning.. ain't nobody out but us, and everybody sleep but we finna wake the city up, and finna teach you pussy nigga bout playing with us,
we find yo duck ass at night, lil homie you outta luck and he don't know we coming finna get his life took, we ridin bin laden shit a hundred round burst
before he went to sleep he ain't he wouldn't be waking up it's already understood these cracka's get behind a flush adn we ain't coming home, till all the
clips empty and we ain't shooting up no house cuz it cause too much attention we ctch yo fuckin ass comin out homie you gets it i know one mothafuckin
thang nigga we ain't missin

[chorus]
Car full of choppers and everybody quiet,
Car full of goons and everybody certified..
And if you froze up last time you can't ride,
It's going down tonight, cuz them goons out lurkin

You might miss the news but nigga you gon make the news victim found face down knocked him out his shoes them choppas went down all through sawed 'em
in half that choppa broke him down in two everything them hollow points hit knocked 'em loose we want yo homeboys naw pussy we ain't through them cracka's
found a hundred rounds but ain't got a clue now everybody claim they know ya crying over you a big mouth don't get you shit but a big funeral and a bunch
of motherfuckas crying who claim they knew ya you can't bring 'em back stop crying he dead, he should've kept his mouth shut he ain't know how to play it

chorus
A car full of choppers and everybody quiet,
Car full of goons and everybody certified..
And if you froze up last time you can't ride,
It's going down tonight, cuz them goons out lurkin'

Cuz them goons out lurkin!!

"Plies - Murkin' Season"

Ey I'd Like to welcome all you motherf**kers man
to the home of the goons,where the grave yards over corwded
and where chopperz is a must!

Verse 1
you caught slippin crackers goin find ur ass not breathing
100 wholes in ur ass with ur body leaking
nigga ridin with em drums nigga for a reason
cuz down here we in the middle of murking season!

stay on ur porch nigga if u aint ready to make a shake
cuz this the home of the bodies check the muder rate
money and ski's is the only that'll be the murder case
so you better kill him if u dnt want him at ur court date
if u comin u better come with em choppers and dont fake
cuz if u bullshit you're the one that's getting erased
this niggaz murikin out pussy niggaz in broad day
where-ever you get caught slippin at that's where u lay
and like they say nigga no face, no case!!
as long as these goons are lurkin these streets aint safe
the more rounds you shoot nigga the less aim it takes
it's murkin season so you pussies better stay out the way!

Verse 2
Murkin Season dont end, this shit year round
it aint never drop murkin season never slow down
it's imposibble to many choppers floating around

these young niggaz they sick with it on that 4 pound!
lil cuzin 12 and all he talking is murkin now
old lady said she got woke up by that chopper sound
say she got on her bed and laid back down
from what i heard em crackers fired 120 rounds
4 motha f**kin dead bodies laying on the ground
niggaz bettin on it now, who goin get off first?
running ur f**k box better what how u choose u words
that nigga sending threats pussy u got alot of nerves
niggaz would leave ur motherf**kin brains on the burb
this ain the 80's dawg... niggaz getting murked
everywhere you turn you see dead niggaz ono t-shirts
everytime i pass by the grave yard i see a herse...

Verse 3
not respecting these streets is what got you niggaz f**ked
that oussy nigga aint about it, he jus know hwo to bring tongue
runnin ur dick suckin lips would get you chopped up
i know plenty niggaz like you that done got touched
you talking loud cuz u got a chopper nigga that aint enough
i know 100 niggaz that got choppers but only few would bust!!
u got the mouth of a killa but you aint got the guts
u got the front game down packed but you aint got the nuts
u probably got off before but you aint wack nothing
this the wrong place to play games dawg the streets real
trying to impress a mothaf**ker would get you nigga killed
Murking season is offcial now this shit for real!!

"Plies - Hypnotized"

Intro - Plies
Hey what's happ'nin' homie? This ya lil' whoa Plies man.. I ran across
a nice lil' baby the other day homie... Lil' mama so bad she had me
hypnotized cuzz... couldn't even get my eyes off her.. I'mma tell you
how it feel to be hypnotized

Chorus - Akon
You got me so hypnotized, the way yo' body rollin' 'round and
Round, that booty keep bumpin', titties just bouncin', up and down
You got me so hypnotized, the way yo' body rollin' 'round and
Round, that booty keep bumpin', titties just bouncin', up and down

Verse 1 - Plies
It's two o'clock in the mo'nin', I'm 'gnaced up and I'm ho'ny
All I need now is some moanin', that pussy got me zonin'
Her vibe tell me she want it, she got to fuck how she on me
I got her now 'cause she jonin', I know in the panties she foamin'
I locked eyes on that monkey, I know she wet 'cause she told me
That ass on her she pokin', every nigga in here scopin'
I see me up in her pokin', she bent over and I'm strokin'
Her cheeks spread wide open, I'm beatin' it and I'm focused

Chorus 2 - Akon
You got me so hypnotized, the way yo' body rollin' 'round and
Round, that booty keep bumpin', titties just bouncin', up and down
You got me so hypnotized, the way yo' body rollin' 'round and
Round, that booty keep bumpin', titties just bouncin', up and down
(Now do it some mo') Just like that
(Just do it some mo') Yes just like that
(Girl do it some mo') Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash
(Now do it some mo') Just like that
(Just do it some mo') Yes just like that
(Girl do it some mo') Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash

Verse 2 - Plies
She bad as hell and she swole, I'm tryna play in her hole
Lil' mama a dime she cold, I fuck her once and she so'
I want her naked no clothes, I'm in the private show
No limit anything goes, I'mma let her ride me her toes
Just stand in front of me and pose, you touch mine I touch yours
To get her sprung is my goal, first time I seen her I froze
I had to get her she know, she bucked it then she fold
'Cause I'm too real and she knows, she want the goon and it shows

Chorus 2 - Akon

"Plies - Money Straight"

Intro
Hey nigga... It ain't no motherfuckin' secret no mo' nigga... Yeah
I got my motherfuckin' chips straight now nigga... You bitch ass
niggas better hope I don't go broke nigga... 'Cause if I do I'mma
be layin' in yo' motherfuckin' bushes nigga haha!

Chorus
I'm ridin' on twenty-eights (you know my money straight)
I drink 'Gnac e'eryday (you know my money straight)
Ask the strippers do I play (you know my money straight)
I'm in the mall e'eryday (you know my money straight)
I'm ridin' on twenty-eights (you know my money straight)
I drink 'Gnac e'eryday (you know my money straight)
Ask the strippers do I play (you know my money straight)
I'm in the mall e'eryday (you know my money straight)

Verse 1
I'm a animal in the club beast in the mall
If you want it better cop it 'fore I buy it out
Finna show you lil' rookie ass niggas how to ball
Don't you size me lil' nigga if ya money small
Got choppers and money so I'm ready for war
Got a glock forty pin yo' ass to the wall
Drop ten on the eights like to sit tall
And if you want the ho tell me I'll buy her dog
I drink 'Gnac don't fuck wit' Cris' at all
Draggin' bags nigga bust stacks in the mall
You smoke regular or 'preme homie it's yo' call
It ain't shit to me nigga 'cause I'm a big dog
You don't know when the feds comin' so you better ball
Livin' mine on the edge motherfuck the law
I'm gettin' mo' money now nigga than I done ever saw
And I can afford to smoke it a hundred dollar 'gar

Chorus

Verse 2
I buy whips on the regular soak 'em in candy
You know I'm in the strip club 'cause all the hoes happy
Soon as I hit the motherfuckin' do' I'm spendin' cabbage
Spend somethin' or get the fuck from 'round me crabbin'
Me and the goons caked up blowin' money laughin'
Ask the niggas that know me I'm big dog status
It ain't V.S.O.P. I don't want it don't even ask me
Blew a stack on that ho 'cause I seen you hackin'
Got my pistol on me pussy nigga that's why I'm actin'
'Gnaced up and doped up ready to make it happen
Rather be the nigga that e'erybody wanna rob
Then be that nigga dog that e'erybody seen starve
I get money nigga that's my motherfuckin' job
And I ain't goin' broke no mo' nigga I swear to God
'Cause when you ballin' nigga that's when that hatin' start
I know one way to go pussy and that's hard

Chorus

Verse 3
I'm out right now a hundred thousand dollar bonds
Pussy ass cracker must thought a nigga ain't have the funds
Got out the same day nigga bought mo' guns
Beggin' one of these fuck niggas to play dumb
So I can fuck around and give they ass the whole drum
Took plenty losses bounced back off e'ery one
Ain't never asked one of you fuck niggas to hold somethin'
Then why you mad at me pussy 'cause you ain't me
Ain't been in the mall five minutes and done spent a G
Tell the truth about me pussy I'm who you wanna be
I gave her two hundred for the head 'cause I'm fuckin' for free
If you a pussy nigga you probably don't fuck wit' me
How much I paid for the watch dropped fifty-three
Bought that and another crib the same week
And all my rent paid for nigga I ain't leasin'
It's official you fuck niggas 'cause Plies even

"Plies - You"

You! .you
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)

Verse 1: Plies
Hoe, don't be cute, tonight I want to get nasty
Let me drop this mayonnaise, baby, in your salad
Slide your hand in my pants if you want to grab it
Bet as soon as you touch it, you call me "big" daddy
Want to lick all over you before I let you have it
Hold your legs open for me so I can really pack it
I'm already rock hard, you ain't got to jack me
Bet the tip of this tongue make you really like it
Picture us on the floor with no clothes on
You eating me, I'm eating you, shit we both grown
Let you ride me tonight off your favorite song
Tonight a special night, baby a freak is born

Chorus: Tank
You! (You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)

Verse 2: Plies
Let me cut a hole right in the middle of your panties
Put a peep-hole right on top your candy
I'ma have you moaning when you grab me
I'm a goon lil' momma but I like it fancy
See, sucking all on you is what gets you all ancy
Seeing how a goon moves, makes you want to chase me
After I rip you tonight you might want to ban me
Your friend wanted me to, thats why she can't stand me
It's your friend in your jeans that got my attention
A real nigga in your life is all you missing
Ain't nobody like me baby, I'm my competition
Baby when you walk out the door in the morning you leave with me

Chorus: Tank]
You! {You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)

Verse 3: Plies
If you want to we could just tease each other
Get drunk. Get naked and lay under cover
Let me peek at her first before I go any further
Stick my finger in yo mouth before I even touch her
Ain't got to put it in, we could just hunch each other
See if I could make you nut without even fucking you
Feel me pushing up against you, then go on and rub you
Now you mad you want to fuck, I could tell how you cussing
Just a couple minutes ago, you wasn't fucking nothing
Now you pressing up against me because that pussy gushing
Got you swerving all over, now got you touching
Made a crank cut, now we sucking and fucking

Chorus: Tank
You! {You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)

"Plies - Runnin' My Momma Crazy"

Intro

Hey mama (hey mama)... Know I ain't never tell you this
befo' (I ain't never tell you this befo')... but it really
hurt me knowin' I'm runnin' you crazy (know I'm runnin'
ya crazy)... I wanna talk to ya real quick (wanna talk to ya mama)

Verse 1

My momma told me while I run these streets she can't sleep
Her phone ring late at night she think somethin' happened to me
Her nerves so bad right now she can't even watch T.V
She turn her head everytime she see the police
She scared to look 'cause it might be me in the back seat
Whenever she hear about a shootin' her heart skip a beat
She heard the feds was in town her knees got weak
She know I'm at the house the only time she at peace
Her blood pressure through the roof all because of me
Her favorite words is "dope ain't the only way to eat"
She told me the other day she hope I don't die in these streets
I just pray to God she don't wipe her hands wit' me

Chorus

I'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yaself you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do wit' how you raised me
Shit killin' me to know I'm runnin' my momma crazy
Goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yaself you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do wit' how you raised me
Shit killin' me to know I'm runnin' my momma crazy

Verse 2

Remember the nights me sittin' up in a cold cell
I'm wakin' ya up out'cha sleep it's me callin' you from jail
You ain't say it but I know inside you mad as hell
You called off from work just to bond me out of jail
I get in trouble I call you seem like it never fail
Can hear you now "boy you need to sit ya ass down somewhere"
I come and eat I take a shower then I'm out of there
I know I'm stressin' ya at times seem like I don't care
You wrote bad checks for me to have somethin' to wear
You risked ya freedom for me nowadays that's real rare
Everytime I think about the shit I wanna shed a tear
That's why I buy ya somethin' for Father's Day every year

Chorus

Verse 3

You did the best you could wit' me and I love you for that
Wanted me to stay in school but that ain't where my heart was at
I got exposed to the streets and fell in love wit' stacks
And all the times I hurt you wish I could take it back
When daddy left us you stepped up and took his slack
I know I'm selfish and feelin's is somethin' I know I lack
The shit I'm doin' now I know you raised me better than that
You showed me how to be a man and showed me how to act
Sometimes I wonder how you still proud I'm ya son
After all the stuff I took ya through and all the shit I done
Well like ya told me when God want me how I can't run
Before he take me want you to know how much I love ya mom

Chorus -

Outro -

Think I'm speakin' for every street nigga 'round the world... I
don't think we sit down long enough sometimes... Just to
realize what we takin' our momma through... It hurt me to know
dog... That I'm runnin' my momma crazy... And it's really
killin' me to know... that I'm helping' killin' my momma..

"Plies - Kept It Too Real"

It's amazing to me homie
that nigga's you fuck wit dawg
you don't know the truth about these niggas
till yall fall out. The more you show a nigga
the more dangerous he become to you homie.

Chorus

I broke bread wit chu nigga showed you how I live
You talkin nigga but you don t understand
what real is
When it came to you pussy ass nigga
I would of killed but it was my fault nigga I kept it too real

we busted choppers at nigga s laid in bushes together
you had me fooled dawg I thought u was my fucking nigga
would of did a 100 years for ya cause I fucks wit cha
you told me what a good heart in these streets would get a nigga
not a muthafuckin thing but a sad picture
hurt me when I found out you had pussy in ya heart nigga
I never thought I would say this but mutha fuck a friend
cuz ya dawg be the one that cross you in the end
the shit I know now wish I had knew it back then
but going through it wit a fuck nigga is what make a man
I treat ya pussy ass better than I did my own kin
when a nigga locked up or broke that s when they claim they love you then.

Chorus X2

what was mine was yours but what was yours wasn t mine
if a nigga would of told me you was flow I would of thought he was lying
but every nigga gonna show his hand in due time
I kept it so muthafuckin real wit chu that I was blind
cuz I was to busy showing love I ain t see the signs
when you needed me pussy I came through every time
whether u was right or wrong fuck nigga I was riding
but u envied me nigga in the back of yo mind
you wasn t a hunter nigga you was real part time
I broke you off nigga when them fuck nigga s wouldn t give you a dime
I ain t owe you shit I just wanted to see you shine
you never gave me shit I had my own grind and I ain t need yo choppers nigga I had my own nine
im a hunter nigga I done did me and yo time
you cant trust ya own homies who the fuck can you trust
I got more pride in my chopper so to me that s enough.

Chorus 2X

and God ain t making you fuck nigga s like he used to
a nigga I ll believe his hoe now before he believe you
and cuz u thug wit a nigga don t mean the love true
it use to matter what you and yo nigga s done been through
nigga can be ya dawg one day and turn pussy out the blue
a fuck nigga gone do what a fuck nigga gone do
better off running by yo self if you only knew
don t mean that nigga a hunter cuz he ll fucking shot
and money don t mean he real cuz he got loot
if a nigga heart ain t right no telling what he ll do
and real nigga s extinct it s only a fucking few
cause 99% of these fuck nigga s ain t true

Chorus

aye my nigga I want to thank all the pussy ass nigga s who I thought was real my nigga s
nigga s who I though was my muthafuckin homeboy s nigga
I salute you pussy as nigga s homie
cuz if it wasn t for you fuck nigga s my nigga
I still be showing love right now dawg
I still be walking through this muthafuckin blind my nigga
but it s something that yall nigga s taught me my nigga that
its ya homies my nigga
that try you the muthafuckin most my nigga
dem the nigga s you can t let hold something dawg
and they feel like they ain t never got to give it back
cause they ya muthafuckin dawg
dem the nigga s who can be tied down and locked up my nigga
and you can take care of dem nigga s for two three years my nigga
as soon as dem nigga s get out dawg they go fuck wit the nigga s
who ain t never gave em nothing my nigga
go run back to the same hoe who ain't never did nothing for em while they was locked up homie
I thank you nigga s and salute you nigga s my nigga
and wit all that said my nigga
I wanna tell you one thing for I go homie
God Bless You Pussy Ass Niggas