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Right Way (feat. Jae Backedup) Video (MV)




Performed By: PLOWWW
Language: English
Length: 3:32
Written by: Jestin Adams, Preston Williams




PLOWWW - Right Way (feat. Jae Backedup) Lyrics




Bitch, you know I'm with my brothers, bitch they stayed down
I'll put something down this ain't no playground
Man the opps really ho's man they stay home
Man he can't talk shit if his face gone
Know I'm ridin' with my brother
My mama hold us close so we ridin' with each other
If the police tryna chase then we ridin' right on butler
Since a nigga talkin' shit I'm like nigga f*ck yo' brother

Man nigga f*ck the opps they do the fed work
I'll hit 'em with a nine, now his chest hurt
I'll put a nigga down this my best work
Quick to hit a nigga fein with that tester, ah
Bitch, you know I'm with my brothers bitch they stayed down
I put something down this ain't no playground
Man the opps really ho's man they stay home

Man he can't talk shit if his face gone
Ah, aye, f*ckin' with my brothers you must wanna see them heaven gates
Stay cautious, never lack, I can't lose my brain
Niggas mad they bitches do deno's every day

With my brothers right or wrong it ain't no other way
Ain' got no patients now
I ain't playin' with no niggas but my lil' ones I'll face 'em now
Bet not play around
Me and bro grindin' for the pape, don't want the fake niggas talk down but we ain't never hidin'

Hell naw we ain't hidin'
B.O.A. yeah we mobbin'
B.O.A. yeah we locked in
If it came down to it, know PLOWWW ridin'
Know PLOWWW ridin'
If it came down to it know PLOWWW ridin'
B.O.A. yeah we locked in
With my brothers yeah we locked in
With my brothers yeah we locked in

Bitch, you know I'm with my brothers bitch they stayed down
I'll put something down this ain't no playground
Man the opps really ho's man they stay home
Man he can't talk shit if his face gone
Know I'm ridin' with my brother
My momma hold us close so we ridin' with each other

If the police tryna chase then we ridin' right on butler
Since a nigga talkin' shit I'm like nigga f*ck yo' brother
And them other niggas ho's
And them other niggas ho's
Swear to God I had him runnin' from that pole

If he say it I'ma blow
I might bust a nigga head I might blow
I remember Tee that was a sad day
Then my nigga Dee died that hit me bad, aye
I'm with my niggas and we smoke away this f*ckin' pain
If a nigga try to play we hit him in his brain

And you know we steady scorin' call this 2k
If I made it with my brothers split it two ways
My brother Shelton got them motherf*ckin' Gucci frames

Uh, he got them motherf*ckin' Gucci frames
My brother Shelton got them motherf*ckin' Gucci frame
Swear to God he got them Gucci frames
Uh-huh

Uh-huh
Why these niggas steady actin' like they f*ckin' scorin'
Niggas ain't gon' pop shit, this shit gettin' borin'
I'm in that T while my brother ridin' in that foreign

I'm smokin' weed, then my brother pourin' up that four
Bitch, you know I'm my brothers bitch just stayed down
I'll put some down this ain't no playground
Man the opps really ho's man they stay home

Man he can't talk shit if his face gone
Know I'm ridin' with my brother
My mama hold us close so we ridin' with each other
If the police tryna chase then we ridin' right on butler

Since a nigga talkin' shit I'm like nigga f*ck yo' brother
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English

Bitch, you know I'm with my brothers, bitch they stayed down
I'll put something down this ain't no playground
Man the opps really ho's man they stay home
Man he can't talk shit if his face gone
Know I'm ridin' with my brother
My mama hold us close so we ridin' with each other
If the police tryna chase then we ridin' right on butler
Since a nigga talkin' shit I'm like nigga f*ck yo' brother

Man nigga f*ck the opps they do the fed work
I'll hit 'em with a nine, now his chest hurt
I'll put a nigga down this my best work
Quick to hit a nigga fein with that tester, ah
Bitch, you know I'm with my brothers bitch they stayed down
I put something down this ain't no playground
Man the opps really ho's man they stay home

Man he can't talk shit if his face gone
Ah, aye, f*ckin' with my brothers you must wanna see them heaven gates
Stay cautious, never lack, I can't lose my brain
Niggas mad they bitches do deno's every day

With my brothers right or wrong it ain't no other way
Ain' got no patients now
I ain't playin' with no niggas but my lil' ones I'll face 'em now
Bet not play around
Me and bro grindin' for the pape, don't want the fake niggas talk down but we ain't never hidin'

Hell naw we ain't hidin'
B.O.A. yeah we mobbin'
B.O.A. yeah we locked in
If it came down to it, know PLOWWW ridin'
Know PLOWWW ridin'
If it came down to it know PLOWWW ridin'
B.O.A. yeah we locked in
With my brothers yeah we locked in
With my brothers yeah we locked in

Bitch, you know I'm with my brothers bitch they stayed down
I'll put something down this ain't no playground
Man the opps really ho's man they stay home
Man he can't talk shit if his face gone
Know I'm ridin' with my brother
My momma hold us close so we ridin' with each other

If the police tryna chase then we ridin' right on butler
Since a nigga talkin' shit I'm like nigga f*ck yo' brother
And them other niggas ho's
And them other niggas ho's
Swear to God I had him runnin' from that pole

If he say it I'ma blow
I might bust a nigga head I might blow
I remember Tee that was a sad day
Then my nigga Dee died that hit me bad, aye
I'm with my niggas and we smoke away this f*ckin' pain
If a nigga try to play we hit him in his brain

And you know we steady scorin' call this 2k
If I made it with my brothers split it two ways
My brother Shelton got them motherf*ckin' Gucci frames

Uh, he got them motherf*ckin' Gucci frames
My brother Shelton got them motherf*ckin' Gucci frame
Swear to God he got them Gucci frames
Uh-huh

Uh-huh
Why these niggas steady actin' like they f*ckin' scorin'
Niggas ain't gon' pop shit, this shit gettin' borin'
I'm in that T while my brother ridin' in that foreign

I'm smokin' weed, then my brother pourin' up that four
Bitch, you know I'm my brothers bitch just stayed down
I'll put some down this ain't no playground
Man the opps really ho's man they stay home

Man he can't talk shit if his face gone
Know I'm ridin' with my brother
My mama hold us close so we ridin' with each other
If the police tryna chase then we ridin' right on butler

Since a nigga talkin' shit I'm like nigga f*ck yo' brother
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Writer: Jestin Adams, Preston Williams
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