Plies Heard Of Me

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[Intro]
Not a typical nigga (have you heard of me)
Boy I think I'm bout go n all the way on this one (have you heard of me)
One thing about me home boy I don't play no muthafuckin games (have you heard of me)

[Verse 1]
Kept it muthafuckin gutta from day one right now homie the streets
I run how am this hot and a award I ain't won
Cause I ain't a industry nigga alright son
But you will pay me for what I've done take tha industry relationship
Cause I don't want none don't want the fame of this shit
You can have it shoulda just took tha money and then run
That ain't how a real nigga play it where I'm from stay
And get the whole thing and then sum I dun sold gold
What's next platinum dun sold ova a million records ain't that sumthin

[Chorus]
May neva see me on tha cover of a magazine
Cause I ain't willin 2 kiss be seen copperate mad at me
Cause dey can't fuck me I'm who these haterz hatin
I'm 3rd degree say I'm to gutta homie 4 t.v.
I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see
But I'm the new owners of these fuckin streets go
By tha name of plies have you heard of me.

[Verse 2]
Erre since me erre body claiming real most you niggas pussy
That's how I feel can be the best rapper an gotta tell lies
I couldn't be dat cause all I do is fantasize how you cookin dope you wearin suites n ties
This industry a joke they publicize just don't go to yo parties
If you don't fuck with plies to all my fans I apologize
Want me to cross ova fuck dat side jus a real nigga out of ft. meyers
I got principles nigga dats wat I live by
I ain't got rap feature and I'm still alive
Not 1 my 3 album is you suprised worth my investment
Ask atlantic records do I let shit slide ring tone numbas 1.5

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Copperate scared of me cause I ain't safe dey don't know
Wat da fuck dat I might say in da type of game dat they play
I don't wear tight jeans or rock shades umma trendsetter
I go my own way I make it hard on the radio
Dat the streets praise you can stop countin on questions
Dese days ever heard of a nigga dat say fuck me nigga
Either a rapper or a wannabe jus want me to kill em on gp
Say I ain't lyrical well I'm sorry be dropped out of college
Ain't earned my degree but at my bank dey love me his favorite rapper
Ain't hot but he mad at me I can make me hot for a small fee
Da streets don't want em I'm sorry