- Dont Try To Play Me Homey 歌詞 Daz Dillinger
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- Daz Dillinger
- Yeah youknowhatImsayin mutha*******as in the world tryin to
Play *******s out these days. Cant ******* around and play no
*** ****s out these days *******s is smartern a mutha*******a man
We gotta make cash. Only thing thats ruling this mutha******* a
Right now, this strap, this *******, and this money I got in my pocket
Finna go get mo money. youknowhatImsayin Ha ******* em.
[Verse 1]
I hear some *******s comin round
Talkin bout what the ******* they can do
But the only thing I do is
Realizin in my crew
******* these snitches ******* these *******
Aint worth the jail time bro
You know these streets is a mutha ****** joke
And thats the way it goes
Playa playa got caught up
Brought up the wrong way
But he say the white man
****** me up and got me acting that way
You know the homey who be
Ballin with the squad (squad)
Little Y.G. trynta practice acting hard
Talkin bout money talkin bout ****** *
Talkin bout fancy cars and all that *******t
******* a pound of *******
And ******* sucking on his *******
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 couldnt trust
*******s got greedy seen us clockin dough
In this rap game threaten to snitch
If he wadnt 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 *** **** gotta die right here
We aint no joke. (hell yeah *******)
Check it!
[Chorus x3]
Dont try to play me homey
Dont try to play me what (what)
Dont try to play me homey
Who the ******* you think I was? (was)
[Verse 2]
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 Im throwin up my set
Dogg Pound Gangsta homeboy and dont you forget
I crack a forty of that Eight ******* St. Ides I love the taste
And my system bumpin down the street with nothin but bass
And the homeboys flossin we tossin up the scene
Lookin clean as ******* makin green
Ma*******ng as a mutha****** team
It seems the homies notice me who I am
Goddamn tires hoppin pullin up pop on the jam
*******s started hoping showin stereo on three chromes
And the situation just went so fast
Daz Dilinger kickin ass
Steadily movin making cash
Later on I bounce to the club
Me and my cousin Rico Snoop
Tai cousin Supafly, Big Style, E and Hershey too
Cruisin up ? like fools dont understand my thang
Come around here homeboy &
You wont see daylight ever again
Come tow me ******* come get me rich
You know my way my game we spit
You down wit this?(you down wit this)
Told ya what told ya twice
Told ya why told ya somethin
It aint nothin but a gangsta party bumpin
(Snoop over last line)
Dumpin on * ******s after the club
*******s started trippin
*******s start set trippin
*******s started Crippin started Bloodin
Started doin whatever that they was doin
I was blastin they was blastin
Dat ******* Daz was out catching
Those who try to get up and do they thang
Swang bang and I gets my thang
Rat pack *******s try to jack
*******s try to ******* my game
How the ******* I feel homeboy
Get that Eight and drink some more
*******s wont stop ma*******n
til we knock down every *******s door
[Chorus x4]
And there you
Straight gangst
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