paroles de chanson Plugged in Freestyle - BM feat. Mini & Sava
A92
Fumez
the
Engineer,
Plugged
In
Gang
Yo,
Charlie
I
like
this
one
92
baby
It's
K
I'll
swing
my
arm
in
a
figure
of
eight
Or
I
won't
leave
'til
the
whole
clip
empty
Them
boy
ain't
nothing
but
pagions
I
can
see
why
them
boy
love
envy
I
want
LV,
Prada
or
Gucci
I
might
just
offend
my
opps
in
Fendi
And
when
juice
get
spilled
like
soda
No
I
won't
say
no
words
like
Kenny
My
hand
ting
coming
like
Corona
If
it
coughs
twice
then
it's
turning
you
back
They
say
that
we
come
like
athletes
Circle
your
block
and
we
do
them
laps
All
out
attack
tryna
get
this
pagion
All
out
attack
in
the
fields,
don't
lack
He
thought
he
was
big
like
man
'Til
I
pulled
out
this
stick
tryna
swing
for
backs
In
the
bando,
no
Kay
But
I
still
make
K's
from
this
Lyca
sim
The
Jake
boys
irritate
my
skin
Can't
put
me
in
the
bin,
no
comment,
can't
sing
Don't
sing
like
six,
don't
snitch
like
nine
Still
circle
the
nine
two
times
With
a
machine
no
gym
Tryna
put
him
in
the
sky
Make
an
opp
boy
fly
Get
whacked
by
mine
Where
them
at,
where
them
be,
where
the
paigons
get?
Make
the
boy's
eyes
look
like
an
Asian
Man
we
get
round
there
on
any
occasion
It
ain't
a
ride
out,
it's
an
invasion
And
if
you
fuck
with
them,
it's
a
simple
equation
You're
an
opp
boy,
your
a
paigon
A
ti
lo
a
ti
de,
more
time
when
we
slide
round
there
It's
a
quick
ting,
no
calculation
By
God's
grace
I
don't
end
up
a
lifer
But
I
still
slide,
see
me
and
we'll
ride
out
I
ying
yang
like
China,
rip
two
g's
Make
them
drip
like
designer
On
the
block
dressed
in
black
like
China
Fresh
air
ones,
see
me
in
my
sliders
Hopefully
I
ain't
got
to
remind
ya
Off
the-,
and
fuck
the-
I
can't
stand
them
boy
from
the-
All
they
know
is
tell
lies,
tell
lies
But
their
main
boy
got
splashed,
baptized
And
another-
boy
got
hospitalized
Any
talk
on
the
A
get
bun
Drills
get
done
by
me
and
the
guys
Dbo
tryna
swing
for
backs
He
can't
swing
for
backs,
so
they
stay
inside
Scar
man's
face
like
Al
Pacino
Buck
into
A
and
you
can
hold
two
on
the
pain,
no
free
throw
Bow,
bun,
and
the
gun
need
reload
Stuck
in
the
trap
with
one
eye
open
Hoping
the
cats
don't
drop
that
kilo
Dbo,
fundz
you
can't
miss
me
on
road
Fundz,
'cause
man's
got
green
like
Cee-Lo
Bro,
bro
went
and
bust
that
gun
I
don't
think
that
he'll
bust
that
case
They
say
we
don't
slide
to
the-
But-
got
smashed,
no
trace
They
left-
fighting
for
his
life
On
a
hospital
bed,
got
chinged
broad
day
A1
give
her
dick
in
her
belly,
which
side
is
she
on?
Ask
your
pagion
bae
About
slide
to
the-,
we
slide
to
the-
How
many
man
got
chased
by
we?
And
lil'
man-
got
got
times
three
All
the-,
watched
them
flee
Was
me
and
MZ
tryna
catch
them
three
Tryna
switch
it
like
OT
Chi
But
I'm
in
OT
tryna
make
this
cheese
I
lurked
down
the
B
Town
strip
I
was
pissed
that
he
didn't
get
hit
Tell
bro
rise
that
mash
and
spit
Aim
for
his
top
or
aim
for
his
wig
I
seen
bro
grab
that
stick
Bally
on
his
face,
he's
taking
that
risk
Let
sticks
beat
like
drum
kit
Pull
up
on
them
and
pump
it
Tryna
let
it
blow
like
trumpets
At
them
muppets
Bro
said
to
hold
this
stick
Man
you
need
them
muscles
He
let
it
spray
like
Mr
Muscles
Chocolate
ting
from
Belgium,
Brussels
She
wanna
go
low
Man
bring
them
bottles
Wait,
she
wanna
jiggle
and
wiggle
This
bad
b
one
split
in
the
middle
Leng,
bunda
come
fat,
not
little
All
my
girls
them
sweet
like
Skittles
Yo,
baby,
how
you
move
like
that?
This
gyally
wanna
arch
her
back
Go
low,
limbo,
limbo,
touch
your
toe
No
Elvis,
baby,
when
I
rock
and
roll
Me
and
my
guys,
we
flow
like
the
river
Chat
loose,
get
one
in
your
liver
Or
maybe
your
intestine
I
got
love
for
my
gang,
don't
test
man
I
got
washed
up
opps,
it's
peak
'Cause
you
man
move
gay,
that's
suttin'
like
Marvin
Out
in
the
town
tryna
dish
these
foods
Ends
are
hot,
but
these
cats
be
starving
We
score
them
goals
like
FIFA
But
we
don't
commentate
like
Marvin
No
Taylor
when
we
got
down-
Two
more
down,
that's
no
more
targets
I
do
them
in
my
Nike
tracksuit
and
sliders
I
do
that
there
in
my
LV
kicks
Must
be
the
one
who's
spreading
this
virus
'Cause
everyone
knows
that
my
flows
too
sick
OT
flying,
we
riding
Out
on
the
field
tryna
catch
me
a
prick
Bando
days,
we
spin
'round
driving
Wave
this
wand
in
my
hand,
no
wiz
Ay,
I've
been
in
the
T
with
profit
Bruck
down
buds
tryna
make
that
profit
They
chat
on
the
net
and
gossip
A92,
we
the
hottest
topic
Shout
SS
for
the
pocket
rocket
DBO
got
the
plug
like
socket
I
been
'round
there
on
a
madness
Watch
them
dash
What
happened
to
the
badness?
In
your
block
like
awon
da
oya
b'ota
How
many
points
have
we
scored
in
the
last
few
weeks?
Meji,
merin,
mefa
On
the
ball,
twenty-two
on
my
back
like
Kaka
Bro
scores
like
Laca
Shoot
and
they
scatter
Watch
them
man
japa
Boppity
bop,
boppity
bop
Gbe
soke
ju
sile
omo
dancer
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