master p – i ain’t play’n lyrics
[intro]
n-gg- what’chu worryin ’bout wh-ssup 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? n-gg- 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 p-ssy, and most of you n-gg-z are rats
see i’m a dog motherf-cker and i don’t f-ck with you cats
callin me on the phone, n-gg- lookin for cola
how could a n-gg- from the hood n-gg- turn into the roller
this sh-t’s so twisted, it got me trippin
got the feds thinkin i’ve got birds in the kitchen
these n-gg-z’ll throw salt in your name my n-gg-
just to get a couple dollars and some fame my n-gg-
it ain’t no loyalty, your only family’ll set you up
for the right price my n-gg- they’ll wet you up
i watched n-gg-z get ghost, when sh-t be over
how many n-gg-z gon’ visit c, if he go to angola
[chorus]
[master p]
man this music sh-t political dawg, don’t f-ck with it
i’d invest in somethin else if i wasn’t already in it
man most of these n-gg-z’ll just yap they mouth
send subliminal messages ’til sh-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-3
most n-gg-z’ll fear death, these streets is real black
our radio programmers think they holdin careers back
and hollywood b-tches be ready to wife a n-gg-
all you need is a hit record and some ice my n-gg-
and the media d-ckriders slow up like flat tires
seen they lil’ career blow up again when sh-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-ckin 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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