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Текст (слова) песни: Master P - I Ain`t Play`n

[Intro]
Nigga what`chu worryin `bout whassup 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? Nigga 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 pussy, and most of you niggaz are rats
See I`m a dog motherfucker and I don`t fuck with you cats
Callin me on the phone, nigga lookin for cola
How could a nigga from the hood nigga turn into the roller
This shit`s so twisted, it got me trippin
Got the feds thinkin I`ve got birds in the kitchen
These niggaz`ll throw salt in your name my nigga
Just to get a couple dollars and some fame my nigga
It ain`t no loyalty, your only family`ll set you up
For the right price my nigga they`ll wet you up
I watched niggaz get ghost, when shit be over
How many niggaz gon` visit C, if he go to Angola

[Chorus]

[Master P]
Man this music shit political dawg, don`t fuck with it
I`d invest in somethin else if I wasn`t already in it
Man most of these niggaz`ll just yap they mouth
Send subliminal messages `til shit 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 niggaz`ll fear death, these streets is real black
Our radio programmers think they holdin careers back
And Hollywood bitches be ready to wife a nigga
All you need is a hit record and some ice my nigga
And the media dickriders slow up like flat tires
Seen they lil` career blow up again when shit 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 motherfuckin 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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