We Play 4 Keeps

Lyrics

[Intro] Now the streets I run Is the streets I'm from And the streets you run Is the streets you from And this is for the borough [Verse 1] I roam in the jungle and rumble With thugs and hoods that rob for goods Weed smokers and murderers and relations My daily operation Caucasians hit me with persuasions Be all you can be, fuck that Be on the block, sell rocks, stay strapped Ready to cock back and blast for my respect Never neglect and watch out for my Tech I got trouble, mad trouble I drink too much, that's when I don't give a fuck who I buck I get sideways and take it to the highways Killing liars twisting niggas like pliers Day to day struggling juggling Wondering where the next meal coming from Never happen, nah mean? I'm playing for keeps that means I'm keeping my cream [Chorus x2] We play for keeps, me and my peeps we run these streets We play for keeps don't sleep when we creep Lose your head piece chief bring beef lose teeth We play for keeps [Verse 2] Brand new apparel on my ass on the regular Skypager new ride equipped wit a cellular Big ass piece of the pie till I die Play for keeps no lie, wondering why Niggas ain't got no opportunity Niggas ain't got no fucking unity Every man for himself and kill a man wit the ball Drink a little Hennessy and go A-wall Fuck the bullshit, Glock shots spit where I rest at Got me asking niggers where you buy that vest at Leave my front door like I'm ready for war I'm ready to die sometimes, I can't take it no more My mentality is twisted I'm forever blunted forever wishing to get lifted and splifted I love these streets That's why a nigga like Nine play for keeps [Chorus x2] We play for keeps, me and my peeps we run these streets We play for keeps don't sleep when we creep Lose your head piece chief bring beef lose teeth We play for keeps [Verse 3] Darc Mass forever until the day I'm gone I'm gonna put in on my people Save it for the sequel, the root of all evil Is filling up my pocket making me lethal Only the good die young so I'm bad as fuck Pass the buck and be shit out of luck Niggas know the routine, we got it down pat You ain't getting jack if your pocket ain't fat So phat out the realness, you could feel this Going insane mi cyaan deal wit' dis I'm under pressure The ghetto got my mind in a daze Ducking strays, knowing that crime pays Always and forever picture perfect Not the Mona Lisa, cutting up niggas like pizza In slices devices of war make me hardcore Over rough beats I play for keeps [Chorus x2] We play for keeps, me and my peeps we run these streets We play for keeps don't sleep when we creep Lose your head piece chief bring beef lose teeth We play for keeps