dj drama, lil jon & lil scrappy - don't play that كلمات أغنية
[intro: lil jon]
yeah (yeah)
a_dam shame, b_tch (b_tch, b_tch, huh)
lil jon, b_tch (bme trunk tight, hoe)
gangsta grillz (uh, uh)
so a lot of y’all n_ggas still playing around and sh_t (yeah, f_ck that)
but us n_ggas from the a_town
we don’t play that sh_t (sh_t)
yeah
[chorus: lil jon & bun b]
all my east side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my west side n_ggas (what, what, what), we don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my north side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my south side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
if you a trill [?] stomper (what, what, what), hit that n_gga with the choppa (what, what, what)
break his ass (what, what, what), [?] let ’em know (let ’em know, what, what, what)
and if you down for the drama (what, what, what), hit that n_gga with the llama (what, what, what)
send him home to his mama (what, what, what), let ’em go (let ’em go, what, what, what)
[verse 1: a_dam shame & lil jon]
[indicator?], mash potatoes, boy i’m serving it soft
coming through, check your traps [bumping?], i’m the boss
got my heater on my seat cause i’m ready to blast
i’ma [?] godd_mn trappеr boy, moving it fast
i’m the same n_gga did it with the two timеs ten
[?] checking [?] dropping bricks again
ain’t no rapper, i’ma trapper boy, i’m way too real
got rich in ’93 from the cocaine spill
i’m up early in the morning cooking keys and eggs
these snitches in the a got me dodging the feds
what the f_ck i’m in my trunk and i’m a trunk tight g
got a car full of trap n_ggas riding with me, with me (yeah)
[chorus: lil jon & bun b]
all my east side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my west side n_ggas (what, what, what), we don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my north side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my south side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
if you a trill [?] stomper (what, what, what), hit that n_gga with the choppa (what, what, what)
break his ass (what, what, what), [?] let ’em know (let ’em know, what, what, what)
and if you down for the drama (what, what, what), hit that n_gga with the llama (what, what, what)
send him home to his mama (what, what, what), let ’em go (let ’em go, what, what, what)
[verse 2: big floaty & lil jon]
this that k!ller music, fire water, lighter fluid
k’s spitting out the window, blades chopping on the buick
i rode with heavy hitters, shotgun in the chevy n_gga (southside)
don’t make me pop one in your sweater, n_gga
let’s f_ck up the club up, atlanta throw them dubs up
my n_gga throw them sets up, p_ssy n_ggas get wet up
hope you stay vest up, take out the best, umm
big floaty rode with two six shooters like the weston’s
i’m from the town where k!ller n_ggas party hard, f_ck ’em
and dump them slugs if you and your bodyguards sucker
nothing but [dumb?] calls, f_cking that chrome [ya’ll?]
ain’t no way to saving me, gone [?] (yeah)
[chorus: lil jon & bun b]
all my east side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my west side n_ggas (what, what, what), we don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my north side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my south side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
if you a trill [?] stomper (what, what, what), hit that n_gga with the choppa (what, what, what)
break his ass (what, what, what), [?] let ’em know (let ’em know, what, what, what)
and if you down for the drama (what, what, what), hit that n_gga with the llama (what, what, what)
send him home to his mama (what, what, what), let ’em go (let ’em go, what, what, what)
[verse 3: bun b & lil jon]
say, i did what i done cause i didn’t know what i couldn’t do it
one slip of the tongue and your mouth’ll get some [footing?] too
i love when they hating, they hate when i love
there’s no escape from my southern [?], off fist and no glove (fist and no glove)
[go?] by the barrel, got that mary and that harold
plus that christmas carol that leave you r_t_rded like lil daryl (my name lil daryl)
that smith and wesson [?] you [?]
b_tch this a new era, we’ll throw your ass back to your set
mop the floor up with your ass like mr. clean with a fresh wipe (man)
aiming for your face, we gives a f_ck if your vest [?]
we put a cave in your grill (b_tch), craters up in your cabbage
[?] f_ck your weed, we ain’t smoking no [?]
this the life of a savage (savage), the saga of a thug
[?] of a man [?] they gone off liquor and drugs
keeping out for buzz, performance wise and [taps?]
give a f_ck about a federal and get your ass clapped (yeah)
[chorus: lil jon & bun b]
all my east side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my west side n_ggas (what, what, what), we don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my north side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
all my south side n_ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh_t (what, what, what)
if you a trill [?] stomper (what, what, what), hit that n_gga with the choppa (what, what, what)
break his ass (what, what, what), [?] let ’em know (let ’em know, what, what, what)
and if you down for the drama (what, what, what), hit that n_gga with the llama (what, what, what)
send him home to his mama (what, what, what), let ’em go (let ’em go, what, what, what)
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