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Tytuł: Don't play no games

  • Wykonawca: C-Murder
  • Wy¶wietleń: 245
Bra, why you talkin' that shit, huh?
   (what? you heard me)
   take this shit to the streets right now (you heard me)
   all that yappin' and no action ain't called for, you dig?
   (for real)(what's happenin')
   you don't wanna fuck with C (bad motherfuckers)
   you don't wanna fuck with me (just a bunch of bad motherfuckers)
   you don't wanna go to war (bunch of bad motherfuckers)
   [C-Murder]
   Don't play no games, cuz boy we be bout killin'
   you ain't got shit to die for you shouldn't be livin'
   get rid the fuckin' smirk ain't a damn thing funny
   all my niggas know we live for weed and money
   platinum and vogues on the walls of my company
   cuz TRU niggas live life motherfuckin' G's
   presidents and playin' in every resident
   cuz pumpin' no limit shit is essential
   I make money off the words that I speak
   I flip a cassette like I used to flip a quarter key
   the rap game is like standin' on a block
   every tape I sell is like a motherfuckin' dime rock
   give me the money so you can keep the bitches
   they don't play no game C-Murder bout his riches
   the money talk and bullshit walks pay to get delt with
   and haters get they ass kicked
   (Chorus)
   Don't Play no games boy, we be bout killin'
   just a bunch of bad motherfuckers just a bunch of thug niggas
   Don't Play no games boy, we be bout killin'
   bunch of bad motherfuckers just a bunch of thug niggas
   [Mystikal]
   A whole bunch of bad motherfuckers
   ya we bad watch us I ain't playin' with your bitch ass
   even if I smoke weed all day drankin' on King Cobra
   my eyes red my head bad I still fuck over ya
   you know the name you know the game and the pain
   bitches still the same bigger bank higher rank
   whatcha thank your head I like your shit don't stank
   but you're gettin' spanked I'm gonna get at yours forgot that thank
   you bitch who wrong move I'm gone get you
   ???? you mental but you been through
   fuck what your friend do and who you kin to
   (Chorus)
   [Silkk the Shocker]
   we bout murder money weed ammunition guns and drugs
   fake niggas stand correct show my real niggas some love
   Mrs. Thug I live the life of a motherfuckin' thug
   7 digits bigger niggas still fightin' in clubs
   you think you saw the worst bitch the worst is yet to fuckin' come
   up jump and take everyone and your best to fucking run
   shoot first ask questions later
   quick before I lose ya ask what time it fuckin' was
   i guess when you're too paranoid smokin' too much motherfuckin' bud
   don't play no games bitch respect the name bitch
   fuck who you came with and fuck what you sayin' bitch
   you heard of Mystikal, heard of P, heard of me, and heard of C
   either we solo or we ridin' thirty-d you can't stop me I know
   all they can do is watch me drop ya with your eyes closed
   in a project curb apartment motherfuckin' dealin'
   you wanna know why we ain't smilin' cuz we thugs we mugs
   ain't nothin' bout being friendly
   (Chorus)(2X)