Congratulations! You Played Yourself (feat. Derique Loud)
Kidd Klassic
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This about to be a bop I gotta kill all this soft shit that got y'all excited Been puttin' out hits- & honestly, I'm not even tryin' Soap-opera-rappers, all these street niggas sound like they cryin' They wildin'- I much rather drink & smoke, sittin' in silence Ok Here's an update on Loudnation, we move like Italians The biggest mob in the city, get our bread & f*ck stallions & we don't do telly's no more, we do resorts on islands The money so long, we had to put our account on private I love the influence we got on some of y'all, we noticed Shout out to the Loud Pack, they some wolves in sheep clothin' I carry a hunnid-round clip Fire shots, & reload 'em Can't f*ck with the funny-style shit- If they fake, we expose 'em No Can't get with the music- These days, I feel no emotion These niggas confused like a Sour Patch, ain't no controllin' 'em First they sour, then sweet- They deserve a show on Nickelodeon & that chain that they copped on the corner- Went green, now you're glowin' Congratulations! (Woo) You played yourself (Hold up) Been havin' my way (Havin' my way) Don't need no one else (Don't need no else) Congratulations! (Woo) You played yourself (Woah, woah) Can't speak on the gang (Woah, woah) If you're reachin' for help (Hold up, hold up) Congratulations! You, you- (Hold up) Played yourself, played yourself (Hold up) Nigga, congratulations! Thought you was hot shit (Thought you was hot) Nigga, you not shit (Nigga, you not) Nigga You done played your- Look I just came out of the game, Chris just passed me the alley (Woo) Yeah I cannot chill with these hoes, 'cause they keep on callin' me "daddy" Yeah Every girl think that she bad until she run into a baddie (Skee) Aye As soon as I say "Desiree"- Then all the girls would get maddie (Woo) Aye I'm about to drop a bomb Shit, right now, 'bout to get serious (Serious, nigga) Yeah Tell 'em niggas that they can't beat me, & that's on period Yeah I know that I got it- I know that I got it, & you cannot stop me (You can't, nigga) Yeah Niggas love to talk shit- Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm poppin' (Woo) Yeah Niggas like to talk shit- Yeah, that's everyday (Day) F*ck around, they can never say it to my face (Nah) Not a shooter, but I might just bring out that AK (What you said, nigga) F*ck is goin' on? Congratulations! (Woo) You played yourself (Hold up) Been havin' my way (Havin' my way) Don't need no one else (Don't need no else) Congratulations! (Woo) You played yourself (Woah, woah) Can't speak on the gang (Woah, woah) If you're reachin' for help (Hold up, hold up) Congratulations! You, you- (Hold up) Played yourself, played yourself (Hold up) Nigga, congratulations! Thought you was hot shit (Thought you was hot) Nigga, you not shit (Nigga, you not) Nigga You done played your-
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Written by: Christopher Herriot, Derique Herriot
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