Playin’ For Keeps (Dirty)

Lyrics

[Intro: Jack The Ripper, Blackstarr] Yeah, yeah, one, two Yo, I guess these niggas is slippin' again, son (Uh), yo, they can't understand Yo, you think you can hang? Yeah, yeah Yo, yo, I'll let these niggas know A-yo, son, let these niggas know, son [Verse 1: Jack The Ripper, Blackstarr] I crush you with the lyrical profile, that means you can't hang Niggas be comin' around like they true to this game Brothers in the street, they all feel the same Tossin' these fake rappers to the side, say what? Jack The Ripper, baby, it gets no better than this I freestyle on the stage, I make you proud of me 'Cause you can never get enough of that Brainsick shit When Jack and Black applyin', yeah, we sure to strike it rich (Uh, hah) One, two, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's why I play for keeps [Verse 2: Blackstarr] Who the highest foldin' a test? I's bet you get wet It's the Sick comin' through, so, yo, pay your respects 'Cause when you roll my dice, you better act like you know Straight up and down, I want upfront dough Ain't no sores in my game, Black the Starr, you know the name We flip it dope, rise a beast like we hustlin' 'caine I play your ass out and call you my number one fiend This is what I mean, tryna sell coke dreams Check it out, baby, Sickmob, nigga, what? That's why I play for keeps [Interlude] Yo, son, I told you, you gotta get the nigga, dude Yeah, we gonna get 'em, son, ain't no doubt Son, watch my back when I go up— A-yo, who that? Oh, shit [Verse 3: Blackstarr] A-yo, I'm playin' for keeps 'cause I'm always in your stash Check a nigga Black takin' his foot out your ass Styles are tragic, up in your ass, a craplethic I'm thirsty like these hoes on the street, I got to have it Wakin' up every day, thankin' God that I'm alive With my hand on my nine, plus my eyes on the prize Keepin' it steppin', six soldiers ready to roll Representin' my niggas with the status that's gold, uh Yo, what you got, baby? It's 'cause I'm playin' for keeps [Verse 4: Jack The Ripper] It ain't nothin' black, I guess these niggas don't want us to blow, yo I'm in it to win it, so you can't get with it Playin' for keeps, that's what I learned on the street Educated myself to the dope technique God blessed my soul and yo, Ray rest in piece I represent for my brothers all from the East Rockin' non-stop until you bitch niggas drop When it come to this shit, yo, you know we can't stop (Can't stop) That's why I'm playin' for keeps [Outro: Jack The Ripper, Blackstarr] Yo, yo We best shoutout to all my east New York niggas, you know what I'm sayin'? Jack The Ripper is up in here, my brother [?] To my brother Lil' Dap, the Group Home, Nutcracker, yeah My man Blackstarr got somethin' to say Hah, yeah, you dare recognize, nigga, that's why I play for keeps For all y'all cheap-ass sucker niggas out there, uh Yeah, one, two And we— and we— and we— and we goin' baby and we won't stop, uh, yeah That's why I'm playin' for keeps For the lost souls, for the brothers that ain't make it this year To my brother that's locked up