Ralfy the Plug - The Truth Hurts Lyrics

(Smoov What's Good Baby?)

The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos
Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello

The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos
Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello

We was beefin, why niggas wasn't outside with K's blowin?
You couldn't miss us on melrose 10 foreigns with chains glowin
Ain't got enough money to be hiding, they gone be finding a grave for you
Since niggas are real United y'all gone die in that same order
Throw that wack jumper up, it's gone get blocked on the backboard
Just remember when we at yo momma house, you asked for it
Anybody can get smacked nigga, as long as I got the cash for it

D.rastically
R.uling
A.nd
K.illing
E.very
O.utsider

A lot niggas actin like bitches, Mrs. Doubtfire
Niggas must've really been mad at the fact that our crowds is louder
Drakeo stood on ten toes with a smile against a thousand against a thousand fighters
Everyday we sticked up, didn't think you'd go out with a knife
In the county for three years everybody knew about our indictment
Came home smiling with yo raps in yo hand, the shit was priceless
Didn't ask no questions if it was a homie, Drakeo was slidin
All a nigga ever cared about is money and diamonds, The Plug

The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos
Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello

The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos
Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello

The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos
We even showed you how to flu flam and break hoes
How niggas don't like us but wanna look like us wearing the same clothes
Givenchy sweatsuit in a foreign with chains glowin
"Ten chains on my neck hurt" that's a famous slogan
She pulled up on broke, I gotta go, had to fake corona
My shooter armed and handy he don't need to sniff baking soda
Niggas be in they feelings cause The Stinc Team taking over
Shooter gone pull out and give face lifts and walk away cordial
Have the street sweeper clean the beef up and drive away normal
All these niggas actin like bitches, I'm finna extort em'
Drakeo was the truth that's a fact, you can't ignore it

The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos
Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello

The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos
Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello