Plies Worth Goin' Fed Fo Letras:
[Hook: x2]
I got a name in these streets plenty money to blow
got wips 28's and jelwrey to show it ain't a hoe
I can't fuck I got hoes galo just don't know
if this shit worth going fed fo

[Verse 1:]
As soon as a nigga get kt5nocked the streets call it dumb
when this shit hit the fan everybody run
I don't know a nigga yet who did this shit and won
Money mean nothin to ya if you ain't got a bond
This streets scared now cuz everybody gettyin hung
Lawyers sittin bik suckin all a nigga funds
say it ain't cool when the rabbit got the gun
this shit a game to these crackers and they havin fun
Niggas you thought wouldnt tell them be the first ones
Don't take nothin but one fuck up and a nigga done
Visitation room that ain't how I wanna see my son
but I don't think about none of this shit when I'm stuntin

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
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I don't know if 25 years worth 2 years of ballin
that's a big pill to take and I ain't tryin to swallow it
fuck round and get jammed and all this shit fallin
Take the streets from a nigga den a nigga starvin
I tried to let it go that money kept callin
Streets been good to me got a nigga flossin
same shit a nigga love be the shit that cost him
money make niggas hate turn niggas salty
Go to prison now gon take me from my shawty
Bout time I get out he gon be off in college
The game fucked up now cuz all these niggas talkin
I'm a street nigga I ain't got to many options

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Nigga always told me to get in this shit and get out
But he ain't tell me bout all the losses and all the droughts
Ya back to square after a nigga break in ya house
It's hard to come up shit when you gotta keep bondin out
it's cars jelwrey and hoes that's wat it's all about
I don't know lil daddy I just want a nice amount
They jus gave my lil couisn 11 years for a ounce
If you broke and fuckin wit these hoes they gon ask you to bounce
And niggas buyin shit now they can't even prononce
Done fucked up so much money shit can't even count
I hope I don't wake up one mornin wit them crackas in my house
Wit guns drawed on me wit them inditement papers out

[Chorus]
Letras: Worth Goin' Fed Fo Plies [final]