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hunter klapperich – don’t play yoself (phil diss) كلمات اغاني

[intro:dj khaled (hunter klapperich)]
don’t ever play yourself
don’t ever play yourself
don’t ever play yourself
don’t ever play yourself
congratulations, you played yourself
(this motherf-cka done played himself)

[verse]
day 1’s actin he/she, got me feelin’ who’s me
while ya’ll feelin’ weewee’s, b-tches playin’ games
wii, nintendo e
covered in white like frosting, very spooky like ouija
possibly displaced, longway, peewee
social media hypocrisy, quackery, bigotry, false implication, only buffoonery
hesitant to replace or be replaced, trust is uncertain
postin’ only got them b-tches lurkin’
2 faced, what’s behind the curtain
no woes or hoes approximately near
sportsnation’s biggest jeer
actions and words don’t conform, with no correlation, unparalleled and unrelateable
striving for the next arnold is simply un0btainable
boxed in like container would
you go, but are no pro, for sho
filmin’, no reason to go pro
inconsistent levels, boomerang, yo-yo, no pinocchio but nose grows
head honcho since ?, bars more amaizeing than corn rows
viewed as a h0m- with all them low blows
paved the way, and now you follow like todo
how you claimin’ you the major key when you not unlock your doors
mind so immature, thought you was wettin’ them drawers
stoled my swagger, everybody knows that’s not yours
n0body believes in you, we all agnostic, o’lawd
not saying anybody is a snitch but not saying n0body told, broke code, oh no
the hate won’t make me flinch, no, won’t make me fold
you probably would so i hit you twice
nothing common about me, not my rice
bottom line, i’m doing what i do and i do what i have to
just do it top of the line, stay on my grind
shine on the low, bas-m-nt light
get high, stay low
frontin’ your dough, no french toast
cruise control, i coast
like i’m on yacht, ya
how you lost in the sauce when you got no pasta
…must be a noodle, f-ck i lost ya
you think you bron-bron in m.i.a., just a bum bum who’s mia
one took talents to south beach and got that ring
one’s delusional and got no bling
one really b-lls and got that heat
one really falls and sits that seat
see that geek squad with you, with no computers
see you working, seems everyday is on ferris bueller
really man, i f-ck’s with you; i don’t bluff, purport, or pretend to
just showing who’s the king and who’s the wing-
man, my coats greeting longer, get off my tail
whether i’m stronger or not, imma hail
weezy warned us about the chips & dales and them little gals
not to get in the shoo-shoo and who’s who but you turned boo boo
games you playin’, barely able to guess who
sh-t stanks like doo doo
loose goose who’s loose as a goose
loopin’ around like a hula-hoop for verse 2
spot up my lines like a hoop, i sharp shoot
swoosh, you don’t deserve 2
dodging loopholes like bullsh-t
got more thrown at me than manure pit
continue to grow with no fertilize, i see you petrified
legacy arise, and alive after a die
just had to sanitize negative vibes before i brought out the 9’s

- hunter klapperich

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