Tytuł: Play witcha mama

• Wykonawca: Willie D
• Wyświetleń: 310

Hey, didn't your mama tell you to shut up when grown folks is talking?
   Well you need to shut up when grown folks is talking
   Yo we don't play that
   You know what I'm saying?
   So you need to go in there and play witcha mama
   Willie D
  
   Verse 1:
   [Willie D]
   The Gangster of Love is on the go once more
   I've been solo two in a row
   Still got a bank full of money, fancy cars, a big crib
   And bitches on my knob (that's right)
   But some motherfucker's counting me out
   I'm giving my real fans a big fat shout out
   Source Magazine dissing niggas' records
   I go to New York and kick they ass back to Texas
   And write a song about it they better like
   Scary motherfuckers probably give a nigga twenty mics
   I'm more dangerous than Jeffrey Dahmer
   you wanna play with somebody, play witcha mama
  
   [Ice Cube]
   Hoe, yeah
   [Willie D]
   If you're fronting on that South Central 5th Ward connection
   You better speed on before you get peed on
   Cube tell 'em
   [Ice Cube]
   Play witcha mama, huh
   It don't stop
   [Willie D]
   It don't stop, yeah, cause we won't stop
  
   Verse 2:
   [Ice Cube]
   Warriors, come out and play with yo gay ass vest
   You can't shoot 'em up with the wild west
   And I hold a pistola, brown as Coca Cola
   Coming from the shooters with the 1, 2, bang, ping
   Make your ears ring (with the supernatural thing)
   It's like I got a 12 gauge when I'm walking
   Shut the fuck up when grown folks is talking
   Cause I don't play with kids, I shut eyelids
   Forever and a day, nigga what you say?
   Bailing down a street in my Chuck Taylors own brand
   Niggas mad dumb but they can't fade us (never)
   Wishin they could be like me and Willie D
   Not just a punk ass trick silly gee
   You better take that little shit to your mama
   (Westside rolling) Fool with the drama
  
   It don't stop, uh, yeah
   You better play witcha mama
  
   Verse 3:
   [Willie D]
   I'm going out like a soldier, I thought I told you
   Homie don't play that, so don't make me peteroll you
   When you see me in the public, don't try to act big
   Cause I'll split your fucking wig
   Just give me some dap and I'm a give you some dap back
   Cause I'm down to earth black
   But if a nigga or a bitch try to show off
   I hit 'em dead in their motherfucking mouth
   And don't talk about suing me
   Cause your ass won't live to see a D-I-M-E
   Talking 'bout how you knew me when I wasn't shit
   Mad cause I won't speak to you bitch
   Now you want to cause a scene, well that's fine
   Cause I do this shit all the time (that's right)
   Here's a motherfucker that don't mind the drama
   You want to play with somebody play witcha mama
  
   [Ice Cube]
   Play witcha mama, punk
   Play witcha mama, hoe
   Play witcha mama, punk
   Play witcha mama, hoe
   Willie D, Ice Cube, that's all she wrote
   That's all she wrote
   It don't stop, 'til the panties drop
   Fool play witcha mama
   Put a comma on that motherfucker Willie D and let's break
  
   [Willie D]
   My mama, your mama hanging on the cut
   My mama beat your mama ass up, now get somewhere