Lyrics:
this DJ face
And all he askin' me about is the Freeway tape
I'm like, "If I ain't right you can say I'm wrong
But Mr. DJ can you play my song?"
Please,
like Cass, play the block like Cass
want to copy my flow so they hot like Cass
Niggaz try and get it on lock like Cass
But niggaz hear ya shit and say,
And demons deem it's worth
The food comes through a hole
My cellmate is a troll
The warden, he has hooks for hands
We all play our roles we all play our roles!
Well you play your games little girl
Yes and try your best to wreck my world
You pull broken hearts with the greatest of ease
And forget to say that
right over shit, every time they play, I'm ready to kill me somethin'
All these scars up on my body, nigga, I still don't feel nothin'
Crash dummy go
did they know I'm a bad motherfucker on the court
First play hit 'em with a cross, up-fake (swoosh)
Next play, wide open three, like wet (swoosh)
tec', it's
Evil when I play fight, i play for real
I'm from the 'vills where they torch coffins
In front of ya grlls like George Forman
Ain't no talkin'
place to communicate
Gotta shake your hip so now
Your stories must play
They can give ah ah don't wanna hear it
Big stories we can talk, ah ah
Maybe
(Damn, Money, you fired this up?)
Niggas talk behind your back then they play dumb when you confront 'em
While you playin' Call of Duty, I'm
my pay when fellas came to (play) play
Now, she's stuck with my homies that she fucked (ooh)
And I'm just a sucker with a lump in my throat
(Hey)
The way you play, the way you play
Why do, why do, why do, why do I want you
Even though you make it hard and I don't want to?
And now I'm out here
Phoenix
I get silly when I play in Philly
Limp Bizkit committee down in Kansas City
Never know what I'm in for when I'm play in Denver
Hard Rock don't
heart away
And I know all the games you play
'Cause I play them too
Oh, but I need some time off
From that emotion
Time to pick my heart up off
Somebody already broke my heart
If someone has to lose, I don't want to play
Somebody already broke my heart
No, no, I can't go there again
You
no be my plans
Wetin dey sup, wetin dey play? I no pay attention of course
Wetin you hear, wetin dem talk, I'm watching my back and facing my front
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Lucky star
Make my dreams come true
Play your part
Said I'm counting on you
Lucky star
Paint my gray skies blue
See
side
Why?
Play yourself out that way
Why?
You and me always hate
Wait
Weren't you my friend?
The pain in which I feel, I feel
The pain in
a headless horse (hey, hey)
Extendo long as an extension cord (damn, cord)
Bitch, I ball like Jordan (Jordan)
And I play full court (I play full court)
out the projects
Mold her like some Play-Doh (like some Play-Doh, she mine)
Everything bueno and I'm riding 'round gettin' my pesos (gettin' the cash)
I'll find you in the schools
When you hear the piper play
I'll take away the wise men, I'll take away the fools
And bring their bodies all to clay
All
eye open when you slumber
Every little sound just might be thunder
Thunder from the barrel of his gun.
Guitars will play your grand finale
Down
do now?
[Yella]
Hey, man I got some drums in the back
[Dre]
Man what the fuck is he talkin' bout
[M.C. Ren]
Yo does it look like we can play some
can play the part and get way down
Into some rhythm we can groove to
Have a good time, yeah
Have a good time, yeah
Chorus
Who said this party's over?
full of nines
Drop, and I'll slay ya
Play, play thug-made, ah from the heya
Ready to buck, buck, buck
But it's a must to duck, duck, duck
Before I
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