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Hurricane Chris – Don’t Play With Me

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Lyrics Hurricane Chris – Don’t Play With Me

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Ain’t gonna play me like no hoe nigga
Not tainted to the floor
Chopped to a drum roll
You can’t play me like a hoe nigga

You ain’t gonna play me like no hoe nigga
Ain’t gonna play me like no hoe nigga
Not tainted to the floor
Chopped to a drum roll
You can’t play me like a hoe nigga
You ain’t gonna play me like no hoe nigga
Don t play with me

Talkin slick, I put your dick in the dirt
You think it’s a game?
No copping loosies, you disrespect me I’m busting brains
Rappers like rapping about shit that they ain’t never do
Selling water, that’s the difference between me and you
If I pull out this tool believe me it ain’t thinking of views
But I take that back, hop out with the mack
Rat tat tat, put your face on the news
Whoa, niggas can’t see me with a rifle and a scope
Boss man ain’t got to mention I sold coke
Damn cam, what are you doing?
Notice I said so
If I was still in the streets, I play it by the code
I made a promise to both of my hands, I’ll never expose em
These niggas tell on themselves
If you ask me, that’s hoe shit

Ain’t gonna play me like no hoe nigga
Not tainted to the floor
Chopped to a drum roll

You can’t play me like a hoe nigga
You ain’t gonna play me like no hoe nigga
Ain’t gonna play me like no hoe nigga
Not tainted to the floor
Chopped to a drum roll
You can’t play me like a hoe nigga
You ain’t gonna play me like no hoe nigga
Don t play with me

So you gon jack me nigga, you gon die trying
I hit ya all in your stomach with this lil hot 9
Take something now
Yeah that’s just what I thought
Shoot first and ask later
Yeah that what I was taught
Fuck sending a hit, niggas be snitching so I’m knocking you out
End of the game, close range with a sawed off bitch
And this bitch at your dick and blow both of your balls off
Ain’t help me out when I was down so fuck all ya’ll
Callin my phone like he need to make some mane
His money looking funny and he ain’t got shit to say
So I fronted him the issue just to put him on his feet
I grew up with this nigga I just want to see him eat
But little did I know, this nigga had a habit
He been dipping in the bag
Don’t know how he got it pass me
It done been like a week and he ain’t answering the phone
Homie ain’t checking in, what the hell going on
Ok I been here before, put the sharks in the water
Have em swimming looking for you 4 O’clock in the morning
Niggas ain’t even sleeping, all I’m thinking about is beefing
Murder on my mind
Rolling in the stolen and we go right back

You ain’t gon play me like no hoe nigga