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nas - wanna play lyrics

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yo, the lord is my shepard
the sword is my weapon
reward is a blessin’ that comes from the struggle
shoes been scuffled, blood’s been shed, another mother loses a son

’cause where i’m from, the young chooses a gun
before they choose an education
but once dead their ain’t no awakenin’
so like once said, life ain’t for fakin’

yo, you wit’ me when i say duct tape ’em?
f-ck waitin’
got the truck outside, benz jeep for navigation
everything in position, they’d rather be f-ckin’ wit’ satan

when i aim i ain’t missin’, master of -ssasination’
i heard he call himself esco, drive a lexo
rocks his hat sideways, showin’ off his waves with a chipped tooth
is this the truth?

this is what we do, sip a brew
wait around his crib until it turns around 2 am
as soon as he walks in the door we slay ’em
you guys got fat while i was away, so start payin’

okay, you wanna play rough?
a thug changes and love changes
a thug changes and love changes
a thug changes and love changes
okay yo, we could play rough

okay now, drive up to my crib, am i high enough?
who these n-gg-s tryin’ to hide in their truck
i ain’t order cable, why in the f-ck these n-gg-s
ducked in their seat? are they lookin’ for me?

but i ain’t do sh-t, could it be that n-gg-s thought
i slept like b.i.g. and pac did
may they rest in peace, but while i’m alive i pop sh-t
p-11 glock spits 17 shot clips

put these n-gg-s in boxes, where they moms and pops is
pull the strap from under the seat
back up in the street
watch these n-gg-s that’s tryin’ to watch me, i carefully creep

take off my shoes, barefoot n-gg- poppin’ my heat
empty every sh-ll in their direction, it’s you, i should’ve guessed it
same n-gg-s that i was connected wit’, i know sent you
now i’ma take you off here, you don’t know what you got into

okay, you wanna play rough?
a thug changes and love changes
a thug changes and love changes
a thug changes and love changes
okay yo, we could play rough

walked in his house, smackin’ him up, “what you talkin’ about?”
he said, shut-up n-gg-, knocked him in his head with chrome
never thought i’d be in his home
with his wife taped up for my n-gg-s to bone

f-ckin’ with me, you should’ve known
i’ll have ’em write, “stupid n-gg-“, on your tombstone
what money can do, get you hit for less than a g
for threatenin’ me

i’ma do it myself, take you to h-ll, this one’s for free
killin’ you n-gg-s with nothin’
left him dead, engine runnin’
you the only i’m makin’ sure that gets what’s comin’

look at your woman, -n-l ripped out, it’s your fault
they gang banged your b-tch out in your face and you saw it
but before i let you have it i’m searchin’ your crib
for pictures of relatives, addresses to where they live

sh-t like that, in case a n-gg- wanna strike back
i’ll be right up in his -ss to blow ’em out with the mac
n-gg-s treat you like fam, and you on it like that?
now you gotta lay flat, gettin’ eatin’ by rats

gettin’ even’s never wrong, it’s only right to react
eye for an eye, ’cause the sweetest part is payback
somebody knockin’, who dat? a cop man, let him in
and give that mothaf-cka one under the chin

can’t believe this n-gg- down with the feds
the copped screamed out your government before he dropped dead
don’t explain, i put the pound on his head
blew ’em before that i can’t remember the last time i said
okay, so we gonna play rough

okay, you wanna play rough?
a thug changes and love changes
a thug changes and love changes
a thug changes and love changes
okay yo, we could play rough

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