Playin' Around

Damn (This shit) Put a few niggas through hell Just wanna see if it's me they feel, huh Testin' these niggas like Yale When it get dark, who runnin' that hill, huh Got a lightskin name Phil He said come control is pink and pale, huh Put 'em on drop, he make that right and handle my business That's real Let me stop playin' 'round, this shit funny I spit the crack for feinds, come get bussin' You bitches walk the beat, well, I'm runnin' She dropped the lo' to me, well, I'm comin' She put in her all, but it still gave nothin' Thought I would break a nail, I'm gun buttin' Gotta dip to the bank, I start chucklin' Gotta put on for East, that's one hundred Speakin' of hundreds, I'm havin' the long way Make like several thousand on a slow day Might come up light once or twice on a snow day Go extra hard for the month, I miss no days Tryin' to put your bitch on, she whinin' the whole day She pulled her ass out, went and took the hoe way Her man told me he rather rock with a demon Then go and be stuck with a eater Overnight the hoe, then put her back on streets That's law when the bitch ain't me Pack it up and ship that shit out overseas That's law, but this game ain't free That's about you gettin' from me Tryin' to be down, gotta ride for the team Gone' lay some shit to the floor when I need Pick up and bring back that (shh), you gone' see I feel like fuckin' some shit up I'll make 'em start a problem with his bitch, uh Try me, we get this shit lit up Sound like the fourth of July in december The way he feast on it like dinner Speakin' in holy terms, a tongue twister He gotta know he lucked up on a winner No Amazon, a bitch still gone' deliver Let me stop playin' 'round, this shit funny I spit the crack for feinds, come get bussin' You bitches walk the beat, well, I'm runnin' She dropped the lo' to me, well, I'm comin' She put in her all, but it still gave nothin' Thought I would break a nail, I'm gun buttin' Gotta dip to the bank, I start chucklin' Gotta put on for East, that's one hundred