Don’t Try To Play Me Homie lyrics
by Daz Dillinger
Yeah, youknowhatI'msayin'. Motherf*ckders in the world tryin' to play n*ggas out these days. Can't f*ck around and play no n*ggas out. These days, n*ggas is smarter'n a motherf*cker, man. We gotta make cash. Only thing that's ruling this motherf*cker right now, this strap, this weed, and this money I got in my pocket. Finna go get mo' money. youknowhatI'msayin'. Ha, f*ck 'em
I hear some n*ggas comin' 'round
Talkin' 'bout what the f*ck they can do
But the only thing I do is
Realizin' in my crew
f*ck these snitches
f*ck these b*tches
Ain't worth the jail time, bro
You know these streets is a motherf*ckin' joke
And that's the way it goes
Playa playa got caught up
Brought up the wrong way
But he say the white man
f*cked me up and got me acting that way
You know the homey who be
Ballin' with the squad (squad)
Little Y.G. tryin' t'practice acting hard
Talkin' 'bout money, talkin' 'bout b*tches
Talkin' 'bout fancy cars and all that sh*t
Cocaine a pound of weed
And b*tches sucking on his di*k
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
n*ggas got greedy, seen us clockin' dough
In this rap game threaten to snitch
If he wasn'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 n*gga gotta die right here
We ain't no joke (hell yeah, n*gga)
Check it
Don't try to play me, homey
Don't try to play me, what (what)
Don't try to play me, homey
Who the f*ck you think I was? (was)
Don't try to play me, homey
Don't try to play me, what (what)
Don't try to play me, homey
Who the f*ck you think I was? (was)
Don't try to play me, homey
Don't try to play me, what (what)
Don't try to play me, homey
Who the f*ck you think I was? (was)
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 f*ck 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 f*ck, makin' green
Mashing as a motherf*ckin' team
It seems the homies notice me, who I am
Goddamn tires hoppin', pullin' up pop on the jam
n*ggas 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 thing
Come around here, homeboy, and you won't see daylight ever again
Come tow me, b*tch, come get me rich
You know my way my game we spit
You down with this? (you down with this)
Told ya what, told ya twice
Told ya why, told ya somethin'
It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party bumpin'
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party bumpin' [Snoop over last line]
Dumpin' on n*ggas after the club
n*ggas started trippin'
n*ggas start set trippin'
n*ggas started Crippin', started Bloodin'
Started doin' whatever that they was doin'
I was blastin', they was blastin'
Dat n*gga Daz was out catching
Those who try to get up and do they thing
Swang bang and I gets my thing
Rat pack n*ggas try to jack
n*ggas try to f*ck my game
How the f*ck I feel, homeboy
Get that Eight and drink some more
n*ggas won't stop mashin'
'Til we knock down every n*ggas door
Don't try to play me, homey
Don't try to play me, what (what)
Don't try to play me, homey
Who the f*ck you think I was? (was)
Don't try to play me, homey
Don't try to play me, what (what)
Don't try to play me, homey
Who the f*ck you think I was? (was)
Don't try to play me, homey
Don't try to play me, what (what)
Don't try to play me, homey
Who the f*ck you think I was? (was)
Don't try to play me, homey
Don't try to play me, what (what)
Don't try to play me, homey
Who the f*ck you think I was? (was)
(Yeah) and there you (have it)
Straight gangsta (sh*t)