I Ain’t Play’n - Master p
歌曲信息
歌曲名：I Ain’t Play’n
歌手：Master p
所属专辑：Ghetto Bill
发行时间：2005-04-26
介绍：《I Ain’t Play’n - Master p》Master p & Master p演唱的歌曲，由未知作词、未知作曲。
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I Ain’t Play’n - Master p 文本歌词
作词 : Miller, Twillie
What fire is that, what house
I'm rollin on?
Do I holla at
Curt, what's
Unc doin?What's up with
Suave? n***a you dem people {?}
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 d**e, 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 n***az are rats
See I'm a dog motherf**ker and
I don't f**k with you cats
Callin me on the phone, n***a lookin for cola
How could a n***a from the hood n***a turn into the roller
This s**t's so twisted, it got me trippin
Got the feds thinkin
I've got birds in the kitchen
These n***az'll throw salt in your name my n***a
Just to get a couple dollars and some fame my n***a
It ain't no loyalty, your only family'll set you up
For the right price my n***a they'll wet you up
I watched n***az get ghost, when s**t be over
How many n***az gon' visit
C, if he go to
Angola[Chorus][Master P]
Man this music s**t political dawg, don't f**k with it
I'd invest in somethin else if
I wasn't already in it
Man most of these n***az'll just yap they mouth
Send subliminal messages 'til s**t get out
Believe none of what you hear, and half of what you see
See the rap game is dirty like the
C-P-3Most n***az'll fear death, these streets is real black
Our radio programmers think they holdin careers back
And Hollywood B*****s be ready to wife a n***a
All you need is a hit record and some ice my n***a
And the media dickriders slow up like flat tires
Seen they lil' career blow up again when s**t 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 motherf**kin mouth
Cause it's gon' get real ugly after this you feel me?
Y'all can't beat us then join us
What fire is that, what house
I'm rollin on?
Do I holla at
Curt, what's
Unc doin?What's up with
Suave? n***a you dem people {?}
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 d**e, 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 n***az are rats
See I'm a dog motherf**ker and
I don't f**k with you cats
Callin me on the phone, n***a lookin for cola
How could a n***a from the hood n***a turn into the roller
This s**t's so twisted, it got me trippin
Got the feds thinkin
I've got birds in the kitchen
These n***az'll throw salt in your name my n***a
Just to get a couple dollars and some fame my n***a
It ain't no loyalty, your only family'll set you up
For the right price my n***a they'll wet you up
I watched n***az get ghost, when s**t be over
How many n***az gon' visit
C, if he go to
Angola[Chorus][Master P]
Man this music s**t political dawg, don't f**k with it
I'd invest in somethin else if
I wasn't already in it
Man most of these n***az'll just yap they mouth
Send subliminal messages 'til s**t get out
Believe none of what you hear, and half of what you see
See the rap game is dirty like the
C-P-3Most n***az'll fear death, these streets is real black
Our radio programmers think they holdin careers back
And Hollywood B*****s be ready to wife a n***a
All you need is a hit record and some ice my n***a
And the media dickriders slow up like flat tires
Seen they lil' career blow up again when s**t 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 motherf**kin mouth
Cause it's gon' get real ugly after this you feel me?
Y'all can't beat us then join us
I Ain’t Play’n - Master p LRC歌词
当前歌曲暂无LRC歌词
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Commercial (Explicit) - Master p Yo los take us to a commercial While we stop to get high Y'all check out the young guns ya heard me Check this out If you have
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Who Down To Ride (Explicit) - Master p/Dig Told y'all I was gon' let them Niggaz run that beef sh*t 'til I get tired of it Then I'ma put them motherf**kers to s
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Yo como aqui, tambien el dineros Yo quiero la pesos Chorus: Master P (repeat 2X) * I say ooooh nah nae I got to get the money 'fore I play (dineros) I say ooooh
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[Silkk does his impersonation of Al Pacino's "Scarface"] It's oahkay mayn!Yeh it's oahkay (it's oahkay mayn) They don't wanna see you retire mayn (uh-ahh) Why d
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(feat. Halleluyah) [Master P] I like a bad chick like, Martha Stewart that go to jail and holdin these streets down, Lisa Raye be a entertainer and still got a
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Don't try this at home If you ain't no real hustler I'm like betty crocker in the kitchen The ice cream man back You lill boys been f**kin the game up But just
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I've been tryin to call you baby where you at I'm out here on the block thuggin After this you ain't gon' have to want for nuttin ya heard I've been waitin on y
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I'm Alright - Master p I'm too strong to lose I mean My hustlin skills keep me in the game I've got too much paper to fall off Man you can take all kind of shot
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There They Go - Master p Written by：P. Miller/S. Twillie Where them thugs at there they go Where them thug girls at there they go Where them ballers at there the
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