They'll Never Play Me

This for my thug, thug

Drug, drug

And guns, guns

Come on, come on

Come on, it's the ROC *****

Yo, yo

Ayo ****** wanna hate me cause I run thugs

Show no love and my guns bust

And I got your ***** on my nuts and I push two trucks

You ****** out here gone do what?

Nothing but talk about it

You ****** ain't bout it, bout it

You see Bleek

J-I-G from the hat to sneaks

Dem them jordans but what's important

You niggers scheming

I told y'all, I got my mind right

And my money right

I brought a new tech and believe my **** air right

The game ***** love it, leave it

It ain't gone change *****

From my hood to your hood

This **** the same *****

You see me hopping out

Coping that Bel –v

I ride for my family

**** could you tell me

Its ROC La Familia

No one down with us

No one ride with us

No one side with us

We came gunning

Busting **** it, it aint nothing

I got mine now get yours

And ***** stop frontin'

1 - Still these niggers hate me

But I sit back and laugh

I got cash, I play the back

And I be counting my math

And they will never play me

I got guns, I got ones, I got sons

I got ****** who could get that done

And still these niggers hate me

But I sit back and laugh

I got cash, I play the back

And I be counting my math

And they will never play me

I got guns, I got ones, I got sons

I got ****** who could get that done

Yo, ayo I get's it crunk with that pump

Or letting that pistol blow

****** hate but I'm sticking this **** down they *****es throat

I hear them saying

He only sold half a mill

You know what I'm saying ***** I spend half your deal

So go ahead with that dumb ****

I push tinted SUV's

Which is one *****

With that fifth in just one clip

My fans asking me bleek, you dissing squads?

Ma im dissing everyone

And everyone feel they involve

Who ever hating

Contemplating about my situations

Wanna know my moves

Wanna find out if a ***** station

Wanna know the co'ds

Wanna know if I get low my company

Do I got chrome

Nigger don't compare me to Jay-Z

I pop my collar, hollar

All about the drama blowing scama

Pockets stay filled with that good *********

But you lames hating

Cause I'm in the lake on them daytons

Taking pictures, hitting switches

Pulling over bad *****es

I'm laying right

My dogs stay they eating right

Guns looking right

And dog I bust them right

For that brick

For that check

For that coke

For that flow

Dog I let's them go

Set up shop and blow

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