Don't Play wit It (feat. Big Gee)

歌詞

What it is man sup Yung Joc Block Entertainment Yeah you wanna know something What'chu wanna know nigga I'ma take this motherfucking time to let y'all niggaz know I'm tired of playing games I'm tired of playing wit'chu man Preach on Y'all niggaz coming up short on your money Your reup shit ain't right nope nope Your grams off nigga get that shit right Tell them shawty Let me talk to y'all This ain't make believe so why the fuck is you playing You better listen close to what the fuck I'm saying Cause really all it takes is a couple grand Like AT and T I reach out and I touch a man Or I can let it go cause it ain't nutting man But naw it's the principle so fuck what you saying E'ry dollar I want it e'ry dime I need that So when it's time to break bread gimme no feedback shhh Cause you don't want to piss me off And I get to popping like we popping Cristal See I cain't help it that's just how we get down Let off a couple rounds turn your smile to a frown Yeah I know you think I'm bluffing Till I kick the door and the goons they rush in Lay down on the floor where you keep the coke in You say I don't know then your blood start gushing I done told your ass once told your ass twice Fucking with my paper you're fucking wit'cha life Don't play with it don't play with it Don't play with it nigga don't play with it I done told your ass once told your ass twice Fucking with my paper you're fucking wit'cha life Don't play with it don't play with it Don't play with it nigga don't play with it Here he come once again Mr. Murder Man Smoking on the purple bad pistol in my other hand Fucking with my rubberbands get your ass murdered fast Chop you up and chop ya then stuff ya in a duffel bag Ride wit'cha in the trunk till ya smelling bad Get your daughter after class ride by snatch her ass I know a pussy nigga owe me a couple stack Pop him like he never had but the nigga holding back nah I ain't tripping now I'm letting them pass got that ass So I'm in the good nigga smoking like a thermostat Flashing hella stacks pie nigga Pontiac Acting for these hoes with my money what kinda shit is that I ain't feeling that pay me for my fucking pack E'ry dime off e'ry zone don't gimme that nah See it time for the chrome go on pull it out Sad Sunday service for the sucker in the parking lot I done told your ass once told your ass twice Fucking with my paper you're fucking wit'cha life Don't play with it don't play with it Don't play with it nigga don't play with it I done told your ass once told your ass twice Fucking with my paper you're fucking wit'cha life Don't play with it don't play with it Don't play with it nigga don't play with it Better know the repercussions fucking with my dividends Yeah I got a hitman for the hitmen Leave your baby momma numb and I touch many fans If ye ain't trying to see it I suggest you start praying All I'm saying don't try to play me like I'm soft Treat you like mosquitoes when I skeet you with that Off That Joc crawl blood nigga call me Red Cross Leave your wig leaking like you spilled spaghetti sauce Fucking with my paper ye ain't right I'ma send them gators in the middle of the night Let them split your tater in front your wife No one can save ya put out your lights you're playing with my paper ye ain't right I'ma send them gators in the middle of the night Let them split your tater in front your wife No one can save ya put out your lights I done told your ass once told your ass twice Fucking with my paper you're fucking wit'cha life Don't play with it don't play with it Don't play with it nigga don't play with it I done told your ass once told your ass twice Fucking with my paper you're fucking wit'cha life Don't play with it don't play with it Don't play with it nigga don't play with it It's the big dawg Diesel Yung Joc in the building ya heard me