Play That S*** Lyrics
| Song | Play That S*** |
| Artist | Noreaga |
| Album | Melvin Flynt - Da Hustler |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Abdullah, Allen, Fresh ... | |
| (lil' wayne) | |
| They call me the youngest headbuster walkin' | |
| Thugged out in all black, calicole sparklin' | |
| A guerilla till I die bless me when I'm dead | |
| But for the bread I bring ya anybody head | |
| That's how I play it I don't hold back | |
| I tote gats be on the spot were ya sold crack | |
| Nigga feel played then ya f**kin get blown back | |
| I burn 'em twice with a black rusty old mac | |
| Now blocka nigga get off me | |
| (juvenile) | |
| Get some off that cocky weed and roll that bitch up | |
| Won't play with me like i'ma choke that bitch up | |
| Keep it on the turf I might be killin' to get mine | |
| New prints on the back I make a million in big time | |
| I'll always be a thug until I'm crippled and crazy | |
| I'ma always stay close with suga slim, wayne and baby | |
| Runnin' with a team off cut-throats and backshots | |
| All day bullshittin neglagince and homicides | |
| (noreaga) | |
| Cash money niggas they don't play that shit | |
| Thugged out niggas we don't play that shit | |
| (noreaga) | |
| Thugged out, cash money ha | |
| B.g juvenile ain't funny ha | |
| We try to, get that paper like bugs bunny ha | |
| Yo we in the projects with my little honey ha | |
| Yo what up kiko it gets real check it | |
| We got's this chicks to slauve that right out of kansas | |
| Heyyo these countless bitches | |
| We used to f**k 'em on campus | |
| You my roley ha ha | |
| I'm your roley ha ha | |
| F**k with us we leave you nigga f**kin' holy ha | |
| Semi-latin cruise down to baton rouge | |
| Then I got a hummer that's sittin on 32's | |
| But for the hood we got the eastcoast locked | |
| Magnolia and iraq now that's my spots | |
| Come anywhere near there and still be shot | |
| Prat niggas shot niggas shot niggas shot niggas | |
| Shot shot | |
| Chorus | |
| (musalini) | |
| >from n-y to n-o thugged out and cash money | |
| I'm a thug b how you gonna stop hungry | |
| We eatin' pop bubbley in beef we pop dummies | |
| Run up in hood honey's it's all good sonney | |
| Throw your sets up nigga | |
| Throw your side up nigga | |
| Ride or die young nigga | |
| Get high young nigga | |
| Stay fly young nigga | |
| Do what you gotta survive young nigga | |
| (maze ) | |
| Live we fly down in new orleans | |
| Get it purpulatin | |
| You smell me keep that fire green circulating | |
| Thugged out with cash money | |
| Thugs we stash your arms | |
| Weeds get blazed from your face till feet | |
| With us all we stay deep got beef we're surroundin | |
| My niggas cock back macs from here to some 'the houses | |
| Get rocked or get it on if you bout it | |
| Cause boy you're in the zone | |
| You take routes quick like roy jones | |
| Chorus | |
| Play that shit, play that shit, play that shit |
| zuo ci : Abdullah, Allen, Fresh ... | |
| lil' wayne | |
| They call me the youngest headbuster walkin' | |
| Thugged out in all black, calicole sparklin' | |
| A guerilla till I die bless me when I' m dead | |
| But for the bread I bring ya anybody head | |
| That' s how I play it I don' t hold back | |
| I tote gats be on the spot were ya sold crack | |
| Nigga feel played then ya f kin get blown back | |
| I burn ' em twice with a black rusty old mac | |
| Now blocka nigga get off me | |
| juvenile | |
| Get some off that cocky weed and roll that bitch up | |
| Won' t play with me like i' ma choke that bitch up | |
| Keep it on the turf I might be killin' to get mine | |
| New prints on the back I make a million in big time | |
| I' ll always be a thug until I' m crippled and crazy | |
| I' ma always stay close with suga slim, wayne and baby | |
| Runnin' with a team off cutthroats and backshots | |
| All day bullshittin neglagince and homicides | |
| noreaga | |
| Cash money niggas they don' t play that shit | |
| Thugged out niggas we don' t play that shit | |
| noreaga | |
| Thugged out, cash money ha | |
| B. g juvenile ain' t funny ha | |
| We try to, get that paper like bugs bunny ha | |
| Yo we in the projects with my little honey ha | |
| Yo what up kiko it gets real check it | |
| We got' s this chicks to slauve that right out of kansas | |
| Heyyo these countless bitches | |
| We used to f k ' em on campus | |
| You my roley ha ha | |
| I' m your roley ha ha | |
| F k with us we leave you nigga f kin' holy ha | |
| Semilatin cruise down to baton rouge | |
| Then I got a hummer that' s sittin on 32' s | |
| But for the hood we got the eastcoast locked | |
| Magnolia and iraq now that' s my spots | |
| Come anywhere near there and still be shot | |
| Prat niggas shot niggas shot niggas shot niggas | |
| Shot shot | |
| Chorus | |
| musalini | |
| from ny to no thugged out and cash money | |
| I' m a thug b how you gonna stop hungry | |
| We eatin' pop bubbley in beef we pop dummies | |
| Run up in hood honey' s it' s all good sonney | |
| Throw your sets up nigga | |
| Throw your side up nigga | |
| Ride or die young nigga | |
| Get high young nigga | |
| Stay fly young nigga | |
| Do what you gotta survive young nigga | |
| maze | |
| Live we fly down in new orleans | |
| Get it purpulatin | |
| You smell me keep that fire green circulating | |
| Thugged out with cash money | |
| Thugs we stash your arms | |
| Weeds get blazed from your face till feet | |
| With us all we stay deep got beef we' re surroundin | |
| My niggas cock back macs from here to some ' the houses | |
| Get rocked or get it on if you bout it | |
| Cause boy you' re in the zone | |
| You take routes quick like roy jones | |
| Chorus | |
| Play that shit, play that shit, play that shit |
| zuò cí : Abdullah, Allen, Fresh ... | |
| lil' wayne | |
| They call me the youngest headbuster walkin' | |
| Thugged out in all black, calicole sparklin' | |
| A guerilla till I die bless me when I' m dead | |
| But for the bread I bring ya anybody head | |
| That' s how I play it I don' t hold back | |
| I tote gats be on the spot were ya sold crack | |
| Nigga feel played then ya f kin get blown back | |
| I burn ' em twice with a black rusty old mac | |
| Now blocka nigga get off me | |
| juvenile | |
| Get some off that cocky weed and roll that bitch up | |
| Won' t play with me like i' ma choke that bitch up | |
| Keep it on the turf I might be killin' to get mine | |
| New prints on the back I make a million in big time | |
| I' ll always be a thug until I' m crippled and crazy | |
| I' ma always stay close with suga slim, wayne and baby | |
| Runnin' with a team off cutthroats and backshots | |
| All day bullshittin neglagince and homicides | |
| noreaga | |
| Cash money niggas they don' t play that shit | |
| Thugged out niggas we don' t play that shit | |
| noreaga | |
| Thugged out, cash money ha | |
| B. g juvenile ain' t funny ha | |
| We try to, get that paper like bugs bunny ha | |
| Yo we in the projects with my little honey ha | |
| Yo what up kiko it gets real check it | |
| We got' s this chicks to slauve that right out of kansas | |
| Heyyo these countless bitches | |
| We used to f k ' em on campus | |
| You my roley ha ha | |
| I' m your roley ha ha | |
| F k with us we leave you nigga f kin' holy ha | |
| Semilatin cruise down to baton rouge | |
| Then I got a hummer that' s sittin on 32' s | |
| But for the hood we got the eastcoast locked | |
| Magnolia and iraq now that' s my spots | |
| Come anywhere near there and still be shot | |
| Prat niggas shot niggas shot niggas shot niggas | |
| Shot shot | |
| Chorus | |
| musalini | |
| from ny to no thugged out and cash money | |
| I' m a thug b how you gonna stop hungry | |
| We eatin' pop bubbley in beef we pop dummies | |
| Run up in hood honey' s it' s all good sonney | |
| Throw your sets up nigga | |
| Throw your side up nigga | |
| Ride or die young nigga | |
| Get high young nigga | |
| Stay fly young nigga | |
| Do what you gotta survive young nigga | |
| maze | |
| Live we fly down in new orleans | |
| Get it purpulatin | |
| You smell me keep that fire green circulating | |
| Thugged out with cash money | |
| Thugs we stash your arms | |
| Weeds get blazed from your face till feet | |
| With us all we stay deep got beef we' re surroundin | |
| My niggas cock back macs from here to some ' the houses | |
| Get rocked or get it on if you bout it | |
| Cause boy you' re in the zone | |
| You take routes quick like roy jones | |
| Chorus | |
| Play that shit, play that shit, play that shit |
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