Lloyd Banks - We Don't Play lyrics

[Styles P] Do the same thing, get the same results Creeping like Batman, stronger than The Hulk Running to the bank teller, dump it for the vault On my town sh**, Ben Affleck Whole n***a cause most men just half-step I ride hard motherf**a and I ain't crash yet You don't know, or you do know I'm like Mario Puzo with Cujo You don't get it? I'm a prolific animal, every verse flammable Weird like Murdoch, thinkin' like Hannibal Man like Face but I'm wild like B.A Bullets to your head when you talkin' to the D.A Talking to the judge, and I be in the cab cause I think the car bugged I don't play with hard luck k**ing your homeboy now you call it hard love Treat you like a blunt how I'm getting you sparked up [Hook: Lloyd Banks] n***a we don't play! We handle problems the worst way We'll get you shot stabbed robbed on your birthday n***a you ain't got no business 'round here in the first place Look at everybody chilling - well f** that! I'ma play the villain - f** that! I'm here to make a k**in' All money's good money, weed and liquor stealin' Small money, tall money, n***a we want it all Left hand on the wheel, other hand on the draw [Lloyd Banks] Needle icepick through your writing hand Heart like a rock, hard to drop like Spider-Man Park your pretty cars up, hop inside the rider-van Hunt ya like Worm for a couple hundred dollar fam Drive of a street lord, knowledge of a college man Almighty dollars get you dead, make your momma plan Nothing like the sound of dough, I'ma make the commas dance Numbers jump high, numb and drunk in my drama stance The no fly zone, you don't get a city chance Show up at your show, make you hoes piss your skinny pants I'm with blammy so my haters can't stand me or jam me I'm running n***as over like Brandy Motherf** a Grammy, give me weed and eye candy Coca-Cola daughter, p**y from a very nice family Won't last stepping in the street without the swammy From Southside to Y.O., n***as die daily [Hook] [Styles P] I'm hard in the problem like algebra Only use the gun if it's a high enough caliber You ain't a Dodge car then you ain't no Challenger Play wit'cha life n***a but you ain't no gambler Die any day of the week, go get a calendar Harder than Russian roulette, n***a f** a Gillette I take a gun and put a Buck to your neck Or a 50 to your grill, bring the blicky to the hill These young n***as is buggin', tipsy off the pills I bring the fire like a motherf**in' Bic lighter Paper shredder eraser to any sick writer Ghost is the Apocalypse, hole in your esophagus Runnin through the sh** like a motherf**ing rhinoceros Nasty like a hippo is, show you what a sicko is Barrel to your girl clit, b**h is you ticklish? You gon' f** around and get, burned like syphilis [Hook]