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PLAY YO CARDS RIGHT
by GSG Cashh
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Momma told me play my cards right, that shit gon catch up nigga
Pulled over same night like twice I hope that they don't catch a nigga
Glock up in my bag, but I ain't even tryna stretch a nigga
This bitch for protection, I can't go cause I lost several niggas
I ain't have no feelings, I cant share em, I wont tell a nigga
Them niggas don't know my pain, I keep it real but i wont never fold
Pink and blue big hunnids gon keep coming till we super old
Nigga i cant stop until i got my neck on super froze
Iono these niggas, brand new city so I keep a pole
Pussy boy you rapping, you ain't even tryna let it blow
Shit I been through, made it kinda hard to keep my head up
Fucked off that guap so many times I ran my bread up
Niggas know we never been no pushover
Them pussy niggas looked over
Put on my hood like pullover
Same night, headshots, they stood on em
Told that boy don't play wit him
Lysol, he gon spray wit em
Talking out yo ass, get bodybag and forced to lay wit em
Aye fuck that shit get to it
Thick bitch love my music
On gang count racks i do it
Been that nigga i proved it, I got dreams i been persuing
Swear bitch ion plan on losing
Struggle & trapping, we had to go thru it
Nickle and diming and now we go stupid
Momma told me play my cards right, that shit gon catch up nigga
Pulled over same night like twice I hope that they don't catch a nigga
Glock up in my bag, but I ain't even tryna stretch a nigga
This bitch for protection, I can't go cause I lost several niggas
I ain't have no feelings, I cant share em, I wont tell a nigga
Them niggas don't know my pain, I keep it real but i wont never fold
Pink and blue big hunnids gon keep coming till we super old
Nigga i cant stop until i got my neck on super froze
Shit aint looking better, this shit fa the worse
Try to put my whole life into these songs, pain in every verse
And she cant get a thing, ask me for a purse
I treat that bitch like she was dead, bought that bitch a fucking hearse
If brodie say lets get em, we gon get em, we gon hit him first
Any given Sunday we was on it, we ain't go to church
Hollering bout some smoke then we match it if its pressure nigga
Every Glock bang hard, give a fuck about surpressors nigga
Red and blue behind me but them pussies aint gon catch a nigga
(Fuck em)
(Bow)
Momma told me play my cards right, that shit gon catch up nigga
Pulled over same night like twice I hope that they don't catch a nigga
Glock up in my bag, but I ain't even tryna stretch a nigga
This bitch for protection, I can't go cause I lost several niggas
I ain't have no feelings, I cant share em, I wont tell a nigga
Them niggas don't know my pain, I keep it real but i wont never fold
Pink and blue big hunnids gon keep coming till we super old
Nigga i cant stop until i got my neck on super froze
Iono these niggas, brand new city so I keep a pole
Pussy boy you rapping, you ain't even tryna let it blow
Shit I been through, made it kinda hard to keep my head up
Fucked off that guap so many times I ran my bread up
Niggas know we never been no pushover
Them pussy niggas looked over
Put on my hood like pullover
Same night, headshots, they stood on em
Told that boy don't play wit him
Lysol, he gon spray wit em
Talking out yo ass, get bodybag and forced to lay wit em
Aye fuck that shit get to it
Thick bitch love my music
On gang count racks i do it
Been that nigga i proved it, I got dreams i been persuing
Swear bitch ion plan on losing
Struggle & trapping, we had to go thru it
Nickle and diming and now we go stupid
Momma told me play my cards right, that shit gon catch up nigga
Pulled over same night like twice I hope that they don't catch a nigga
Glock up in my bag, but I ain't even tryna stretch a nigga
This bitch for protection, I can't go cause I lost several niggas
I ain't have no feelings, I cant share em, I wont tell a nigga
Them niggas don't know my pain, I keep it real but i wont never fold
Pink and blue big hunnids gon keep coming till we super old
Nigga i cant stop until i got my neck on super froze
Shit aint looking better, this shit fa the worse
Try to put my whole life into these songs, pain in every verse
And she cant get a thing, ask me for a purse
I treat that bitch like she was dead, bought that bitch a fucking hearse
If brodie say lets get em, we gon get em, we gon hit him first
Any given Sunday we was on it, we ain't go to church
Hollering bout some smoke then we match it if its pressure nigga
Every Glock bang hard, give a fuck about surpressors nigga
Red and blue behind me but them pussies aint gon catch a nigga
(Fuck em)
(Bow)