Play’n it Raw

Lyrics

[Intro: B.G.] I don't play This shit real, nigga It's cutthroat, you got's to play it raw [Verse 1: Turk] Gettin' killed, ain't no thang, in the N.O Some people live, some people get smoked Life trap, get crossed up by them dog hoes Like shit, get masked out over dog hoes Really doe, bullet holes be so big Innocent bystanders get hit, even little kids Niggas be lookin', like they at a shootin' range Don't give a fuck who they hittin', they just do they thang Bullets be coastin', like birds in a flock Hit yo block with camouflage, nigga, gone get got A hundred shots flippin', you can't get away Gettin' chopped, losin' they life, by the A.K Everyday, niggas at war, niggas dyin' That's yo ass if you don't have it on yo waist line Kickin' in doors, playin' by no rules realah Like B.G., whatever you do, it's all on you realah [Verse 2: Juvenile] It must of been meant for me to be rich If only my dead niggas could've lived to see it I appreciate what the Lord gave to me But I don't appreciate is how these niggas be hatin' me What is it? is it the car? is it the jewels? Is it the shoes? Or do you want to see what a nigga gone do? I know a nigga plottin' up to jack me, or nab me That's why when I ride, on my lap be the strap piece Don't try to jam me on the one-way, dawg Look, cuz you ain't gettin' away without no gunplay fog You gone be in a hospital, a.k.a. we never close In a morgue with a tag on yo toes Believe this, fuck with me, I ain't gone let it go I'ma preach this, up until the moment I'm no more I followed my first rhyme, cuz ain't no second chance of life These lil' niggas outchea bustin' heads for stripes Bullshit, I ain't for it, so get ya some business I'm a hurt one of you bitches, let the Lord be my witness [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] What, y'all don't know? Lil Wayne, the nigga from Holly Grove Quick to strap up and ride, blaze a blunt, and lets go What? What y'all niggas think? Wayne ain't bad? Lil' baby boy thuggin', tote a K foe sag I be up in all black, behind the ski mask Outside ya complex duckin', waitin' to blast I'll kick yo ass if too many questions And I'll catch a nigga cut with two S.K.s Y'all fake like two large silicon breasts What you forgot? head busters leave bloody messes I leave dreadlocks in ya tennis Duck, boys better lay it down when I'm spittin' Put it like this, in the primetime of the night, you can try to come in But ya can't go and split it, ha ha, get it Better watch the names you mentionin', close ya mouth Better rearrange ya sentences Y'all niggas want beef, look, and what? Me and Lil' Tolie in the fire just lettin' the cash bust So what ya scared now, huh? Punk, flee the street Beat ya meat Do somethin' to get from 'round me Lil Shae, you really think it's a game, bruh? Well we'll show ya when them Hot Boys play the game raw What? [Verse 4: B.G] Ya got some keys, I come to duct tape ya and rope ya, stay low My chopper gone let loose and super soak ya, for sure I gets low down and dirty for my cheese, ya know B.G. roll with 'bout it H.B.s, we strapped You flip, fuck around, and get kidnapped, where it's at Don't bring me to a bukah, you'll get capped, it's like that I want mine just like you want yours I gotta get my shine on cuz I feel like it's my turn Fuck a bitch, my money is way more important I'm behind the tints On a mission tryin' to get it And I won't stop, till I got it all in one pile They got a hit over a nigga head for fifteen thou' I'm goin' out, to the house, where he lay at I'm goin' prowl, around the club where he play at I'ma get with him, split him, put his heart in a jar Go get his bitch from the bar Collect my money from the boss I play it raw, nigga [Outro: Lil Wayne, B.G.] Hot Boys play the game raw, nigga (Raw nigga) Hot Boys play the game raw, nigga (Uh, raw nigga) Hot Boys play the game raw, nigga (Uh, raw nigga) Ya slip up when you think it's a game Cuz them, cuz them Hot Boys, nigga They, they play the game raw, nigga (The life) What, what, huh, huh, what? (Play it raw, nigga) Hot Boys play the game raw, nigga (It's cutthroat) Hot Boys play the game raw, nigga (The shit real, believe that shit real, nigga) Hot Boys play the game raw, nigga Hot Boys play the game raw, nigga Don't slip up, play the game raw, nigga Get flipped up, play the game raw, nigga Set split up, play the game raw, nigga What? Hot Boys play the game raw, nigga What, what? Ha what? What, what? What, what? That's how it is (Uh huh) Its real, what? Play the game raw, nigga (And what?) (What's up, shorty?) Hot Boys play the game raw, nigga For sure (For sure) Ha, don't slip up Get your trap flipped up (Get you got) It's easy, cuz, Hot Boys play the game raw, nigga