Rob My Plug Fredo Santana

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[Intro]
Fredo Kruger!

[Hook]
I'm 'bout to rob my plug, take his ass down
For a couple bricks, then feed it to my town
I'm 'bout to rob my plug
I'm 'bout to rob my plug

I'm 'bout to rob my plug, take his ass down
For a couple bricks, then feed it to my town
I'm 'bout to rob my plug
I'm 'bout to rob my plug

[Verse 1]
Trapper of the year, bitch, I can't stop trappin'
Weed so stanky, you can smell it through the pack
Put it in the pot, then I bag it in the plastic
Crack doing numbers, clucka say I got magic
But if you run up on me, then it's gonna be a tragedy
Them bullets get to flyin', couple bodies and a casket
A fiend for that money, man, I swear I'm an addict
Wherever it's at, when I see it, I just grab it
The .30 that I'm packin', rob me, it ain't happen
Now you on the news from this .40 that I'm blastin'
My plug, he be taxin', but I'mma set him up
Have them killas at his house, whoever they see, they wettin' up