Dat Nigga Daz

Dat Nigga Daz - Don't Try To Play Me Homey lyrics

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play niggas out these days. Can't fuck around and play no
 niggas out these days niggas is smarter'n a muthafucka man
 we gotta make cash. Only thing that's ruling this muthafucka
 right now, this strap, this weed, and this money I got in my pocket
 finna go get mo' money. youknowhatI'msayin' Ha Fuck 'em.

 Verse 1
 I hear some niggas comin' 'round
 talkin' 'bout what the fuck they can do
 but the only thing I do is
 realizin' in my crew
 Fuck these snitches fuck these bitches
 ain't worth the jail time bro'
 you know these streets is a muthafuckin' joke
 and that's the way it goes
 Playa playa got caught up
 brought up the wrong way
 But he say the white man
 fucked 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 bitches
 talkin' 'bout fancy cars and all that shit
 Cocaine a pound of weed
 and bitches sucking on his dick
 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 couldn't trust
 Niggas got greedy seen us clockin' dough
 in this rap game threaten to snitch
 if he wadn't 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 nigga gotta die right here
 we ain't no joke. (hell yeah nigga)
 Check it!

 Chorus (3X)
 Don't try to play me homey
 Don't try to play me what (what)
 Don't try to play me homey
 Who the fuck 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 I'm throwin' up my set
 Dogg Pound Gangsta homeboy and don't you forget
 I crack a forty of that Eight fuck 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 fuck makin' green
 mashing as a muthafuckin' team
 it seems the homies notice me who I am
 Goddamn tires hoppin' pullin' up pop on the jam
 niggas 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 don't understand my thang
 come around here homeboy &
 you won't see daylight ever again
 Come tow me bitch 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 ain't nothin' but a gangsta party bumpin'
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Language: English

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