We Ain't Playin
Baby D, Pastor Troy, Lil' Flip, Killer Mike, Shawty Beezlee
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[Pastor Troy] We-we ain't playin (ain't playin wit ya) we-we ain't playin (ain't playin wit ya) we-we ain't playin (ain't playin wit ya) [Verse 1:Lil' Flip] Uh, I'm smoking blunts with my niggaz-I'm pullin triggers for cash promoters comin up short we put that heat on they ass 'cause when that shot gun blast, it ain't no stoppin the shells you doing shows everyday but you ain't clockin no mail I'm in the A-T-L fuckin with killers and thugs just book me for a show and watch me fill up the club I gets nothing but love-I ride nothing but dubs you steadily talkin that shit but you want box me with gloves don't make me f*ck up ya mug, don't make me wire ya jaw I'm never scared like Bone Crusher so go hire a law so he can watch yo back, I hope he got yo gat you ain't sound scannin so how you got yo plaque? (nigggaa) [Chorus: Pastor Troy] We ain't playin' (what they stressin nigga) we ain't playin' (what they yellin nigga) We ain't playin' (what they stressin nigga) we ain't playin' (what they yellin nigga) [Verse 2: Pastor Troy] I'm bout to bust me a head, I'm bout to hurt me a hoe I'm in the club on this riddlin nigga and puffin the dro' you already know bitch it's PT! and ain't naan nigga in here (bullet shots) gon' f*ck wit me I roll with Little'Flip lettin them hollows rip straight at yo chest plate I can't fuckin wait until a nigga cross my path you do the math I got thirty in my clip, tell them niggaz Little'Flip [Chorus] [Verse 3: Killer Mike] Nigga roll wit ya self bring more drama then a Shakespeare play when I pull that K-up off the shelf shot the deputy and the chief got my crew need no one else lose my crew smoke by myself, drink by myself sit at the crib and plot by myself back to the block serve rocks by myself back to the block nigga break yo self got somethin I need don't play yo self you can freestyle I'm a pay myself, money over bitches I'm a stay myself you love hoes-I love myself wake up in the mornin and hug myself when I hang with Flip we leanin left with a flock of hoes like we some pimps [Verse 4: Baby D] When I step in the club everybody gettin up cause they know I came to make 'em jump from the North, to the South, to the East, to the West put 'em up, represent it, and get it crunk throwin bows when ya bouncin on the flo' let me ask ya lil'shawty what you really, really want to do I know you got 50 niggaz but I got 50 niggaz matter-of-fact me and Flip make 52 stay ready to act a fool, throwin them blades up on the stage give me three step back my nigga or get hate delay my mind state, you get (??)up fa sho it's goin down tonight and you know, kickin in do's givin 'em hell, makin 'em second bout the rhicter scale A-T-L keepin 'em bouncin off the hook leavin haters shook and we ain't playin my nigga we'll f*ck you up [Chorus until end]
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Written by: D Jenkins, F Paul, H Gordon, H Simmons, K Roberson, M Humphrey, M Troy, Michael Render, W.e. Weston
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