Hurricane Chris - Don't Play With Me lyrics

[Hook] You ain't gon play me like no hoe n***a Nuttin to the flow Choppa do a drum roll You can't play me like no hoe n***a You ain't gon play me like no hoe n***a You ain't gon play me like no hoe n***a Nutting to the flow Choppa do a drum roll You can't play me like no hoe n***a You ain't gon play me like o hoe n***a [Verse 1] Talking slick, I put your dick in the dirt You think it's a game? No copping loosies, you disrespect me I'm busting brains Rappers like rapping about sh** that they ain't never do Selling water, that's the difference between me and you If I pull out this tool believe me it ain't thinking of views But I take that back, hop out with the mack Rat tat tat, put your face on the news Whoa, n***as can't see me with a rifle and a scope Boss man ain't got to mention I sold coke Damn cam, what are you doing? Notice I said so If I was still in the streets, I play it by the code I made a promise to both of my hands, I'll never expose em These n***as tell on themselves If you ask me, that's hoe sh** [Hook] You ain't gon play me like no hoe n***a Nuttin to the flow Choppa do a drum roll You can't play me like no hoe n***a You ain't gon play me like no hoe n***a You ain't gon play me like no hoe n***a Nutting to the flow Choppa do a drum roll You can't play me like no hoe n***a You ain't gon play me like no hoe n***a [Verse 2] So you gon jack me n***a, you gon die trying I hit ya all in your stomach with this lil hot 9 Take something now Yeah that's just what I thought Shoot first and ask later Yeah that what I was taught f** sending a hit, n***as be snitching so I'm knocking you out End of the game, close range with a sawed off b**h And this b**h at your dick and blow both of your balls off Ain't help me out when I was down so f** all yall Calling my phone like he need to make some [?] His money looking funny and he ain't got sh** to say So I fronted him the issue just to put him on his feet I grew up with this n***a I just want to see him eat But little did I know, this n***a had a habbit He been dipping in the bag Don't know how he got it pa** me It done been like a week and he ain't answering the phone Homie ain't checking in, what the hell going on Ok I been here before, put the sharks in the water Have em swimming looking for you 4 O'clock in the morning n***as ain't even sleeping, all I 'm thinking about is beefing Murder on my mind Rolling in the stolen and we go right back You ain't gon play me like no hoe n***a