B.T.J.'S. (The)

Playin' 4 Keeps
[Lil Knock] Aiyo pa, ain't none of y'all bustin ya cronz I knew that time niggas was fish, from what I'm seein so far You know the rules, so the nigga got bruised, son took his jewels I spit in his face, for fakin them moves Feels like if I should take his face, end up between the gates His peeps just evacuate, none of these faggot niggas hold weight It was all because burners went off back and forth Shit ain't horrible, shit is terrible like up north I seen one sissy get dropped for no reason I had this shit lock since last season I be damned if I start bleedin Let off the street sweep, we don't gotta go in deep I'ma go in there, tear that shit up before the smoke clear [Chorus x2] Niggas best to know our steez, my jewel be's like jewelry Ice wit rubies, I can take it from you, you can't take it from me We stay deep, playin for keeps, cuz we all gotta eat, yo [D. Real] So all my muthafuckin niggas raise ya stem in the air And go click click, as if you just don't care You got beef son, on the double I'll be there Well prepared wit adeem, slugs to share I roll wit the brokest niggas, but won't hesitate to toke they triggas SongtexteOn ya four, you figgas is straight to stick ya You can get mad, and you can get back, but if you do Make sure ya strapped, cuz it ain't where you from It's where you at, bet that, on ya life, check ya sites In the 718 area code thugs stay hype, maybe rule nights At times it ain't right, nigga but is it When it come to the come down, nigga is you gon' deal wit it Or get done away, or run away, or handle your B.I. Like a man, and not a bitch and do it the real way The steel way, and pull it, make your advisory eat the bullet If it ain't D, my steel rep me to the fullest And I roll wit the rudest, niggas don't want to test me Cuz they know my piece, I shoot it Since the days of turret, in the baronet like fluid Penetrated through my music whenever I blow soul Everybody, move ya body, or get hit wit the sawed-off shotty I guarantee you won't make it out the lobby Beatin ass and gettin tow up's a hobby You can't see me, so nigga why try me When I roll wit the emits legion of niggas beside me D.K.S. straight backin down, what what, straight back you down [El Sha] Yo, I'm nasty like tea wit no sugar, ya niggas get pluck like boogers I come last like December, the last month, I'm on my last blunt Everything you want you can't get, until you fuck wit me and my click The shit I kick, mix wit my niggas lyrics Talkin about backin, now what's happenin, clappin at them The way them niggas blow, they need to go double platinum But nobody like the bad guys, or bad guides or the bad times Ya niggas need to recognize, I advise you to act normal I go around like a marble, or the planet, it's horrible And ya niggas can't stand it, until you left stranded And then vanish, understand it, capsize I release hoes that can't be sold Your goal like gold, that's been stoled, I was told When your goal farther hold, never hesitate to blow Let them niggas know it's no joke, when your gun smoke It won't be funny, when you left a hole in they tummy Wrapped up like a mummy, my whole fam is out for the money Take a nigga from a society, take his soul from his body And if it ain't fear, I want your stupid ass to come here To even come near, you feel like you stuck in a square Or muthafuckin box, with me, D. Real and Lil Knock And Mean Gene, call him Gino, corner dice games, the hemmer's like casino [Chorus x2] Aus Songtexte Mania