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john tre - play ball كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: john tre]
ain’t dissing [?]
lets talk about who smoke the best
j man got caught trying to trade his drac
that trade sh_t got him stretched
opps cliquing up ain’t got back yet
dont cause nothing but stress
they just make sh_t more fun
catch a bh, his ass getting put to rest
we call up shots and he got shot
when he got shot he dropped
i got caught outside the club
and couldn’t get off, his body locked
was lurking block to block
wish i was right there when n_ggas crashed they car
yall ain’t heard from jalen since that crash
cus n_gga sent him with god
lil tay a b_tch, he ran on zay, stop acting like he shot for yall
before i let em chasе them, chase him, dump the drac
ain’t trying to talk
won’t spеak on glu, that ain’t our work
yall the ones picked em off
stop acting like thats sum to come get back for, man these n_ggas lost
they done p_ssed me off
uh, catch one, knock em off
he shouldn’t have said my name up in his song, i hope he know it cost
he speaking on that body, bout that body
you gon see a cross
taking flights and sh_t like yo big brudda ain’t yo biggest lost (pew pew)
we got that man, they heard we got that man
we walk down, you can’t get no pass
he got whacked, made that n_gga dance
spank sh_t broad day, n_ggas ran
shots rang out, folk left his mans
these n_ggas make that sh_t a trend
can’t go out like them, ain’t nothing like them
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[verse 2: onewaylilsteve]
n_ggas doing all that dissing
who the f_ck is yall
caught that boy and clapped him up
he heard two shots that made him fall
thought this sh_t was done, he heard that drac and put his life on pause
n_ggas dont play ball
we pop out, dont ever need no call
phones steady jumping
and im dumping, b_tch come get you something
brook be always bussin
no discussion, you can die for nothing
let off like a dozen in that function
know just how im coming
me im always clutching
press that b_tton, i can’t go for nothing
play with me im dumping
say you on him but ain’t tossed at nothing
told him i was coming, now im coming
still ain’t see that coming
told me how you bummin
asked around and you ain’t do you nothing
i say, go, and you ain’t do you nothing
me and jt back to back, can’t f_ck with us, man, we packin scats, im feeding the hood just off the rap
they paying just to hear me bap
i guess you dont know nun ‘bout that
i snap a finger, get em wiped
n_gga, i snap a finger, get em wiped
i guess you dont know nun ‘bout that
i snap a finger, get em wiped
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[outro]
you know how the f_ck we coming, man

- john tre

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