We Play Lyrics

[Bizzy Bone-Intro]
Yall aint ready foe this shit.
Yall know what it is…haha (Please believe it)
Yeah you know what it is nigga,
fuck these niggas who do not believe, in
what tha fuck tha 7th sign will do.
You muthafukkas. I need money, you muthafukkas.
Put it on me muthafukka. Put it on me.
This how we play muthafukkas.
Comin to get you niggas (7th sign mastermind in full effect yeah.
All you suckas can eat a dick.
All you playa hatas, yall outta stop that shit, fuckin'
around and take yo bitch…hahaha. 7th sign nigga. DOA nigga
Capo Confucius, Lil Rasuu, Jule Syon, Precious,
Baby Seal, Nina Ross. Liealoha, and my sister
big Heather)

[Bizzy Bone-Chorus]
This how we play (Yeh) this how we play (Yeh..)
Thats how we play...

[Bizzy Bone]
Gimmie an ounce for $350
Nigga need a quick divorce
My niggas keep telling me what they keep
sayin about B in the Source (Source)
But I don't read
magazines (Zines...)
Nigga that's just irratation (Tations)
Bizzy reads the type of books to further along his education (Cation)
Little do they neva
pow-pow-pow what
Little do they neva pow- who-who?
Little do they neva pow me-me
Get these and tell about you-you
(You)
Aint no time to be trippin on
women
Cause women will have you get caught up n' shot
Lil niggas them bitches is yours
So clap on tha rubber or beat up tha cock
Lil niggas yall so
horny (Horny)
Only got yo car for broads (Broads)
How could I be hatin'
When yall are tha fakest niggas I've eva saw (Saw)
Yall rollin' with snitches,
I don't know no snitches (Snitches)
I roll with real niggas, till they fall off
God pick 'em up foe they loose they britches (Ahaha)
And I feel my
children love me
Daddy gotsta do more betta (Betta)
By the time we makin money (Money)
And spending my time with 'em
With 'em, with 'em, stuck up in
tha middle
Play me like fiddle, filthy like everyday
Don't be fickle mauhfukkas…

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
Would it be betta if we could just choose the future
Blood mixed up call me fuchsia
Thug picked up by the people
No Ruthless, no medusa
See I got
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Still I keeps it real
Very selective, wanna just smoke n' chill
See I'm a veteran
All the grenade launchers, wont cost me much
(Much)
Anyone could get extorts (Extorts)
Yeah nigga you can be touched (Be touched)
I did all my dirt in tha burbs (In the burbs)
I was ridin'
around
With my sisters babies father
Double barrel shot-gun say word
Ready or not here come my words
Steady or not, that shits absurd
Already got, me
all perturbed
Cop on tha block, gettin' on my nerves
This is tha lifestyle of that brick sellin' been falsified
Niggas don't let 'em lie to yall, I'ma
tell tha truth on mine
And I really want no more
Catch yo ass security wires
Open the door, these rappers is scared as hell
What you frontin' for?
He
got his entourage, and he got his bag of weed
Is this the way it is, Little Bizzy takes tha lead…

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
Whateva, whateva, we gotta get chedda
I'm betta with money
Been runnin' around, with a gun in his skully
And one on my buddys now dippin' tha swisha
And then again hmm..
Nobody's tha best, and ya betta believe it,
then leave it alone (Lone)
I'ma tell yall, all my secrets
Son of a mistress, carry on
(On) outta tha foster home,
been raised outta my freaky ways (Ways)
Burn my collection of porn
But I don't wont no straits (Straits)
What about church
folks, stressin' that I should change (Change)
Live ya life, I'ma live my life,
without the lies and let me pray for change
Now keep tha pimp cup
I
don't wanna blow tha pimps up
Cause my fathers, father was pimpin'
And he left all of his children checkin
I don't have to respect it
And you don't
have to respect it
Gimmie my space, and I'ma give you yours
It's my profession nigga (Nigga)
It ain't a game, yall can pop tha collar (Uhh)
It'll be
some drama in tha parkin lot
7th sign poppin' ya column
One foe tha money holla (Holla)
Two for tha D-playas
Its tha way we play n' police nigga yall
can swallow…

[Chorus]