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Master P - I Ain't Play'n lyrics
[Intro] Nigga what'chu worryin 'bout whassup with me? What fire is that, what house I'm rollin on? Do I holla at Curt, what's Unc doin? What's up with Suave? Nigga you dem people {?} [Chorus 4X: Master P] Snitches stop callin the cops - cause I ain't playin Better watch what you say on the block - cause I ain't playin [Master P] I left the hood for a week, and my name start ringin Like I'm hustlin sellin dope, you got beef then bring it I heard fire did this, and P.D. they trippin That's why I sleep with two gats you never catch me slippin I smell pussy, and most of you niggaz are rats See I'm a dog motherfucker and I don't fuck with you cats Callin me on the phone, nigga lookin for cola How could a nigga from the hood nigga turn into the roller This shit's so twisted, it got me trippin Got the feds thinkin I've got birds in the kitchen These niggaz'll throw salt in your name my nigga Just to get a couple dollars and some fame my nigga It ain't no loyalty, your only family'll set you up For the right price my nigga they'll wet you up I watched niggaz get ghost, when shit be over How many niggaz gon' visit C, if he go to Angola [Chorus] [Master P] Man this music shit political dawg, don't fuck with it I'd invest in somethin else if I wasn't already in it Man most of these niggaz'll just yap they mouth Send subliminal messages 'til shit get out Believe none of what you hear, and half of what you see See the rap game is dirty like the C-P-3 Most niggaz'll fear death, these streets is real black Our radio programmers think they holdin careers back And Hollywood bitches be ready to wife a nigga All you need is a hit record and some ice my nigga And the media dickriders slow up like flat tires Seen they lil' career blow up again when shit dies They say we ignorant and we stereotype Even seen Michael Jackson live the criminal life See these haters'll hate mayne, smile in your face mayne Call them people on ya try to give you a case mayne [Chorus] [Outro] Heh, he he If y'all don't know us Y'all better keep our name out y'all motherfuckin mouth Cause it's gon' get real ugly after this you feel me? Y'all can't beat us then join us |
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