No Play

Lyrics

[Verse 1: TUT] Uh, no we no play 'round here No it ain't safe out here Nigga mo' try me, might catch me a case out here And I'm so southside We crank that bass 'round here, hoes thirsty they might dehydrate But we don't save 'round here They know my name out here, ain't no such thing as fame out here I end a foul play a nigga got robbed for his watch and a chain out here But yo' bitch wanna lick me, that's why she came out here Showing me all of her no-no parts but I never heard her-her say no-no stop These hoes so strange out here Fuck in a second I don't think they know that niggas got AIDS out here But she feel safe 'round here and she still slide on it like its a playground round here Shit I gotta stay down' round here niggas get laid down 'round here Sendin muhfuckas to the clock 'round here And I'm tryna live long when life's short See I won't stop and ya'll don't start Ya'll just talkin' I don't bark I'm a animal If there was another me we would've made it on Noah's ark And I could still swim in a pool of sharks No we no play 'round here (no play, nigga) No we no play 'round here (yeaaaaah) [Brian Camerino] Keep it pimpin' hoe Nigga (ooh ooh) Fuck we gon' play with you niggas fo' Fuck you niggas, nigga (don't play) Pimpin' ass niggas, fuck you mean nigga Fuck you nigga, fuck you mean nigga (hoe, yeaah) Right Bitch, bitchass Camerino, hoe! [Verse 2: Brian Camerino] Now we don't play round here Ya life ain't a thang 'round here Mama told me if you bold enough to show what you holdin' boy you better bang right here Stay in ya lane [?] in my wrist Pain to ya mane to a stretcher I fear But I'ma stay grounded I'm mellow my fella I'm still writin' my raps with loose change I swear couple friends now dead to these tears I shred But that don't mean I'm a pussy hoe If I care at all the loss you got in yo' heart then maybe I would be hoe It's hard to see me now, would my nigga be proud if I'm turnin' out livin' like I told him when I was younger I wanna tell my cousin Jammy that I love him dearly But you live-by or die-by a corner But I still dream of days, when he was safe To keep legit yo' bullshit at bay And keep on tryin' you should be grindin' Like you wanted yo' tomorrow, yesterday And Lord knows I want that shit bad (that shit bad) Time flies and [?] And my mind's growin' tired of you (doo-doo) My gosh that's fire but disguised as a tomb And Lord knows I'm a wayward sinner Remember back in the days pops worked like a slave pushed wages to pay our dinners in a world full of lions and thieves Cryin' to the sky Lord, God why me Asking why [?] and I look at my cousin layin' in that casket remind us that niggas ain't playin' round here (it's the House) Nah, niggas ain't safe 'round here And watch your statements niggas the concrete and payments and the graves 'round here Rap niggas never change 'round here Glock clouds put us rain out here Could have your raincoat on [?] still get sprayed 'round here Nigga Bitches It's the house (I like my bitches wet nigga) Biiiiitch Fuck you too nigga And yo' mama bitch Nah I love yo' mama doe