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Don't Try to Play Me Homie

Artist:Daz Dillinger  Album:Gridlock'd 

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Yeah, youknowhatI'msayin'. Motherfuckders in the world tryin' to play niggas out these days. Can't fuck around and play no niggas out. These days, niggas is smarter'n a motherfucker, man. We gotta make cash. Only thing that's ruling this motherfucker right now, this strap, this weed, and this money I got in my pocket. Finna go get mo' money. youknowhatI'msayin'. Ha, fuck 'em. I hear some niggas comin' 'round Talkin' 'bout what the fuck they can do But the only thing I do is Realizin' in my crew Fuck these snitches Fuck these bitches Ain't worth the jail time, bro You know these streets is a motherfuckin' joke And that's the way it goes Playa playa got caught up Brought up the wrong way But he say the white man Fucked me up and got me acting that way You know the homey who be Ballin' with the squad (squad) Little Y.G. tryin' t'practice acting hard Talkin' 'bout money, talkin' 'bout bitches Talkin' 'bout fancy cars and all that shit Cocaine a pound of weed And bitches sucking on his dick He used to win it to live that way Ever since them Chronic days The big homeboy C-style put him on Nineteenth Street got him on his way It was cool 'cause he was finally one of us Someone we can trust later on Someone we couldn't trust Niggas got greedy, seen us clockin' dough In this rap game threaten to snitch If he wasn't rich in a matter of days Should we kill him or let him starve? (kill him) Make him get real broke (kill him) Hell, naw, this nigga gotta die right here We ain't no joke (hell yeah, nigga) Check it Don't try to play me, homey Don't try to play me, what (what) Don't try to play me, homey Who the fuck you think I was? (was) Don't try to play me, homey Don't try to play me, what (what) Don't try to play me, homey Who the fuck you think I was? (was) Don't try to play me, homey Don't try to play me, what (what) Don't try to play me, homey Who the fuck you think I was? (was) 8:30 in this evenin', I cop the sack gettin' me set Get some Orange getting me on my mind state just at rest Cruise the neighborhood proudly, and I'm throwin' up my set Dogg Pound Gangsta homeboy and don't you forget I crack a forty of that Eight


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