Lyrics:
the playas play for good
And these cats, be barking
Keep your eyes on these niggaz, that you know that be talking
[talking]
You heard me, fuck
Get against
penny-pinch, let them play once and sit the bench
It's a cinch, to pull 'em out of the season
If she choose me, don't let that broad be the reason
Smash off
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
my mode
Stick to the code
One of those playas you lucky to know
Pull me aside, you fuck with my flow
Why I don't see you at none of my shows
That is
gon hook it up while we talk on the phone
But see, I dont know if thats good
I been holding back this secret from you
I probably shouldnt tell it but
at it
TFN still want static
Niggas hate that's sad shit
I don't really gotta brag quick
Instrumentals get damaged
Do it with ease no practice
Came from
I'm a hip-hop burglar
Smooth criminal, instrumental molester Grip on the game and I keep applying pressure
Suckers can't measure up, bars ain't big
found out it was made by Volkswagen
This here is a toe tag 'em, Tity Boi gon' and toe tag 'em
Go ahead, hook they ass up to the tow truck
Let them know
shattered
She wanna see her baby then she realized it ain't matter
Heard they killin' niggas I'mma let it rock
Been gone for a minute playa let it stop
Long
show
You where that chest at
Like hold on man, homeboy, rest that
How you gon slow me down at
Somethin that I'm best at?
Like pushing the wheels with
Was this in them trees
These are the things
They held me vision
Seein' more things
Me and DJ Paul
We got the hook off
We gon' stee
We gon' play
tonight
(Aight)
Now them seventy niggas? Thirty gon' hate us
That's why I play the role, keep control
And throw them off wit' these dirty gators
See
hate this feelin'
Innocent niggas get shot at, in the broad day, the A.M
I asked him for a play-by-play of how their whole day went
He said he went
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
And I thought we'd be okay, I needed you to be patient
Pickin' your brain is just like dancing with Satan
Too many games, I wasn't willing to play it
Sketching on a pad
Writing Poetic Justice
Like Lamar
I said I’m fed up
Like life stock
Ing you around
In my car
Drivin by ya
Crib slow like a drive by
Oh
black, ready to get a nigga for some yay,
Playin with heavy weight, i'mma end ( ? )
Don't hesistate, better play it cool, shipe
I'm up the big two,
bitches play my heart like Instrumentals Gangsta pain, let me Turn it, sentimental
Everyone you see around keep it a Hunnid, ain't no ones in the middle
the memories, it give me chills
I'm wonderin' why they left the fake and took the real (real)
Like, how the fuck we gon' lose Takeoff? Damn, he didn't deserve
never get rid of me
I play my role yea
I play my role yea
She said where you at, I said I'm at my car door
Girl I'm retarded, if I don't fall in you
by all sorts
Got plays no ball court
N I fall under all sports
Got green like a golf course
N I rode in a small Porsche
Wit a bad bitch
In traffic
That
so crazy how, the ones you love gon' snake you out
Can't wait to see their faces by the time I cop that Bentley out
I'm tryna take a different route
and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight
You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by
You all in that sacrifice
I'm going off
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