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Da-da-da-da-da (Playmakers) Da-da-da-da-da (Run it back again) I done made it out the trenches, I got far from the streets If you love me, got to love me, put your all into me Know I pray to God, everyday the Devil callin' on me Tell them boys on the other side, I wish they all be deceased Know they gon' fall when we creep I done did too much, still leavin' blood, it's all in the streets Speeding way too fast, my homie Wockhardt all in the seats Told her when we make love, catch it, it can’t be all in thе sheets They ain't never gon' undеrstand it Shit I go through with, sometimes I sit back I gotta kick my pimpin' Main one For the most part, I'ma always be me When it rain, it rain, and when it leave a stain, it leave a stain, you know what it is Got a leash around on my neck, I can't go far from the beats When I'm layin' on my back, the stars be harder to see Gotta get up off my ass and go be all I can be Said don't call me for no shows if you gon' call me for free And my brother case got fucked up by his co-defendant SongtexteThey was goin' door to door, try to act like they Jehovah witness Who thought a nigga retired? They was paintin' pictures I was on the football team, still ain't keep me from detention If you love me, I just feel like you gotta show me I done been around too many phonies True, out here lonely Don't [?] It's only, it's only, it's only, it's only, it's only, it's only, it's only Aha, oh, so, what you now? But last night when you beat the fuck out my ass, nigga, you weren't sayin' that shit Laid the fuck up like a bitch, but it's all good Speaking of bitches Your baby mom, real insecure lookin' at my stories Niggas really ain't shit, this good Cut this whole shit down, you think you can fly me out? You really think you met your match? You have no idea This shit’s chess not checkers Hm, you'll see Aus Songtexte Mania