Don't Play (feat. Rajeo) - Luniz

Yes, I want them to know, say real warriors don't play And if you romp with us, you have to run away I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play And if they romp with us, they have to run away Know they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play If they romp with us, they have to run away Know they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride Gangstas ain't this fly? This is just a rare occasion You can hear us blazin', soon as the layer is raisin' Hell yeah, we hazin', sexy pair of Chinky eyes, dark hair, you would swear they Asian They Bahama mamas, holdin' llama mamas Put the gangsta grills on when it's drama mamas Murder them, murder them They don't make a move 'til they get word from him I could be in Fiji, one call to Gigi She on some belly like X with a squiggy They say it's gangsta, but it's just the way of life If life's a, better make everyday your wife I'm from the era of the for drug spots Happy to be here, so I smile in my mug shots The David Dinkins years, I even dug Koch Before the George Bush drug watch, bloodclaat I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play And if they romp with us, they have to run away Know, they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play If they romp with us, they have to run away Know they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride We say death before dishonor The scent that you smellin' on my breath is 'Fore I left to Tijuana I told them it was war, so they nephew or they mama Betta wear a tef for they a gonna That's what it sounds like when thugs cry I see things, see wings when the slugs fly Low life Loso, P Wing Rugby Low Teddi, young that no ready I go back like recline, no need for rewind Still run through flat bush like the D line Usually just the team 'Cuz them extra be unnecessary Just like a Uzi wit a beam and a 'cuzzi full of steam Suzie and Janine Do like this but it's usually in there dreams Gangsta don't sleep unless it's by the bed Ever wonder why the bread gets snatched by the Feds? I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play And if they romp with us, they have to run away Know they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride I want them to know, say real gangstas don't play If they romp with us, they have to run away Know they romp with us and they go run and hide Slip them, go slip and now a slide them, go slide Only a fool get caught up in his own pride Hope they'll be ready for your ride

Uh, uh In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him Like to ride in traffic with the Drac' gripped We'll wipe his nose like a handkerchief Say you ridin' for him, then you dyin' for him Like a crash dummy, leave him layin' stiff We was sellin' white like Taylor Swift Pockets weak, he ain't got no weight to lift Club action-packed all night Jayson Tatum, what I ball like I be pimpin', got a lot of bad bitches, Mike Vick, start a dog fight Got a smart mouth but her jaw's nice Neck on freeze, all ice We been stackin' bands to a tall height Live a 100K at the mall life, uh Fuck it off again, Las Vegas, MGM, uh Bad bitch, shoot my shot just like I'm playin' in the gym She showed all her friends what I say in her DMs Drippin' all this water, can my haters even swim? In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him Like to ride in traffic with the Drac' gripped We'll wipe his nose like a handkerchief Say you ridin' for him, then you dyin' for him Like a crash dummy, leave him layin' stiff We was sellin' white like Taylor Swift Pockets weak, he ain't got no weight to lift Sellin' iCarly I'm unstoppable, niggas can't guard me Go up top, I'm too rich to be arguin' I been chillin', I hope you ain't thinkin' I lost it I gave her salaries, I'm on that boss shit I don't play no ball, but you play, we gon' cross you She wanna fuck with the kid 'cause I'm saucy If you wanna ride with, you know what it's gon' cost you I do what I want to when I'm ready SF90, this bitch litty I'm confident, bet whatever they bettin' I 'on't play games, I'm not that petty Full-court press, I'm not gon' let up I don't care, I guess I'm fed up I'm doin' good but could be better I 'on't talk much, but I ain't gon' shut up (yeah) In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him Like to ride in traffic with the Drac' gripped We'll wipe his nose like a handkerchief Say you ridin' for him, then you dyin' for him Like a crash dummy, leave him layin' stiff We was sellin' white like Taylor Swift Pockets weak, he ain't got no weight to lift Always on it, why the fuck would I waste time? If I get a shot, I'ma take mine Watch me score like LeBron up the baseline They left me in the dark like I can't shine From the rain, now it's Rolls-Royce umbrellas Velveeta, that boy got dumb cheddar I'm just chasin' paper, ain't know nothin' else I ain't losin' sleep 'bout a bitch, no, I won't stress her Leave a hoe then I move onto somethin' better Catch her peepin' the drip, I'ma jump better Mike Amiri and new Saint Laurent sweater And I always pop out with my young steppers They on go, all he need is one gesture Keep on gassin' him up 'til that pump wet him Niggas diss on the gang and they touch stretchers Torch his top, turn his homies to pallbearers In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him Like to ride in traffic with the Drac' gripped We'll wipe his nose like a handkerchief Say you ridin' for him, then you dyin' for him Like a crash dummy, leave him layin' stiff We was sellin' white like Taylor Swift Pockets weak, he ain't got no weight to lift

*(Yukmouth talking w/Num in the background)* Southwest Ridas playboys (Ya highness!) Fuckin wit tha Luniz (tha Luniz are here!) We back in this mutha fucka 9-Scrillion, bout ta make a million bucks (E-40!, E-40 man!) Ya Capable (B-Legit!) Eh, here ye here ye (B-Legit!) All the pimps, playas an hustlas, get ya bread on mayne (B-Legit!) Ya Capable (E-40 man!) Ya Capable Ya Capable Peep it. Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)* Eh, eh Uh Live an direct 4-5 an a Tech Niggas be bustin in disguise like why would you lie When cops arrive on the set Dope fiends die over a check Ya niggas strive fo tha best To get some seats to rest in peace But funk don't die on tha set You must lie fo yo set An if you ride fo the set keep yo vest handy Understands me? Lace tha family wit candy like Willie Wonka Fiends pull up to my bumpa Infedamines, an green marijuana Whatever you want a nigga got it Slangin narcotics I juss socked tha shit out a fiend fo runnin off wit a nigga product Heiron he shot it Into his veins Got it by sellin everythang That's when he broke into his older son house mayne It's strange to watch ya dad box Ya beat ta death talkin about, "All you had to do was ask me fo some cash Pops!" But it's too late wire his shit up Jaw stiched up Lip bust Fo fuckin wit us Sick ass niggas. Chorus 2x Do I starve and do without Stay about your paper route Get yo cash Ya Capable. Stay about your paper route (Niggas!) Ya Capable Stay about your paper route (Bitches!) Ya Capable. Ya Capable. Verse 2 *(Numskull)* For a nigga that make stacks He got to pack Mac's Get off when shit hap's Shit off some stanky Before A nigga gets kidnapped Should'a have Too late Put in halfs Been confiscated Now your whole domain is isolated Imprisoned On the turf ya been on for long years Nigga Don't ya realize somethin is wrong here? Should'a kept ya focus Know this shit is called Ya mail mammy 'Cause mail holds together your whole family Understand me? Manny Fuck Tony's sister That's the reason he could come an get ya If I snub ya Then nigga I get richer Picture this Bitch had a block Bitch slanged rocks Bitch sold glocks An had ties wit the cops Now I's No dummy get yo bread on But if you go the wrong route Then you will get your head gone That's why I got capablity's To stack some skrill Become maxin fat cats Wit the gats concealed So I. *(Chorus)* 2x Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)* Eh, eh Eh, eh, eh Uh. One time fo ya mind Here to represent the pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas And my niggas on the grind Packin 9 milla-metas 9 lives like cheatas But ya stealin reeta, drug Dealas peep tha shit that I kick Hustlin, bustin down zips Makin kicks If we ain't makin it we takin shit to the extreme Hit the scenery wit machine Gun Get the creamery an ice cream Ya Capable. Verse 4 *(Numskull)* That's why Greediness makes greedy dead niggas Not followin the plan makes bleedin from the head niggas Bit off a big chunk of the wrong battle That shit Fucked ya whole shit, so you scaddled I done, did licks for kicks Went through battles an won wars dig This rap shit is one more win He fucked wit me Loving to corrupt the city Lord if it's my turn then please come an get me. *(Chorus)* 2x Outro *(Yukmouth)* Dig this Eh. I dedicate this to my Mobb niggas. (fa sho) You know, Poppa L.Q. Phats, Bossalini (Bossalini) Madd Maxx (Madd Maxx) 3 Times (3 Times) Cydal (Cydal) Dru Down (Dru Down) You know what I'm sayin, the list goes on an on The Nic Nac (you know what I'm sayin) Knucklehead Richie Rich Swoop G! You know tha Mobb niggas, we all Capable Big Gov (Gov) My niggas Capable boi, this Paraphanalia! THA MUTHA FUCKIN MOBB! Bay Area Oh, Bosko lacin the beat (Yay Area) Bosko the finest You can't fuck wit it That's all you got Eh, we got Bay, L.A. boi Eh, we got L.A. an tha Bay nigga that's all you think of is tha West Coast When you think of tha West Coast All you think about is L.A. an Oakland (mee & u) Done deal. Done deal. (echos out)