Went to sleep real, woke up reala Goon affiliated ex-drug dealer Resume solid street cred bigga Clique full of souljas, all us killas Never seen what
[ P l i e s ] It`s Plies, baby [Plies, baby] A next time you see somebody homie thats so bad that you can`t resist them Walk up to them and tell that
Aye can I please talk to my Bust it babies real quick homie Let me bring you in my world And let you know what I call lil' bust it baby I was speedin
to run game Tell how lil? mama aight that she fuck lames When I?m throwing my paper nigga i'nt aim But let her play with this shit I want the real thang
I feel like fuckin? I feel like fuckin? I feel like fuckin? I?m just in one of them moods, I feel like fuckin? Wanna lay up in somethin? wet and punish
What?s ha?enin? baby? Let ya lil' whoa Plies tell you what?s goin? on wit a man My hands been gettin? me in a lot of trouble lately so Please excuse
for four years Let the streets be mad and tell him he ain?t real The motherfuckers hate you when good is how you live Cus nine days broke is what da streets call real
weight real quick And have you walking ?round this bitch looking real sick I?ll have ya ass embarrassed hanging around ya own click I?ll make you call me, nigga, and say, ?Plies
never have and never will I ain't shooting to scare nigga, I'm shootin? to kill Been ?bout that life nigga, I been Trill Tell you niggas straight up, shit been real
paint on my whip Wha-wha-watch this, watch dis Well, since you brought it up, let's talk about money That little shit you got, no real came from it
'm on fire Please tell dem Fed?s I'm retired Know a lot of rappers for hire Streets don't fuck with you, you a liar Plies? real, you preaching to the
I got a name in these streets Plenty money to blow Got whips 28?s and jewelry to show And ain?t a hoe I can?t fuck, I got hoe?s to loan Just don?t know
yo dawgs suppose to step to the plate You ain?t gotta worry, I got her I?ll make sure she straight Make you question if the love was real or was it
Chorusx2- Somebody loves you baby, o o o Somebody loves you baby, oooooooooooooooooh Verse 1-Wish i can hug every nigga who done lost trial And go see
it You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay, pussy Bitch you getting? to yo house, I be right in yo bushes Jump out with that choppa, actin? real
(feat. Keyshia Cole & J. Holiday) [Plies:] It's Plies, baby {Plies, baby} And next time you see somebody homie that's so bad that you can't resist them
die your dog suppose step to the plate You ain't got to worry, I gotta I'm make sure she straight Make you question if the love was real or was it fake
for her daily(daily) Care about her greatly(greatly) Why she my bust it baby(baby) [Plies:] What we did last night got me wantin' to call her If I wasn't real
