Yo Gotti - Wanna Play lyrics

Tuesday night, I was laid up in the bed Tired as hell, I'm hearing voices in my head Heard some knocks, grabbed my tone, ran to the doe (door) Screamed, "Who is it?", but i ain't hear that sh** no mo' co*ked my nine I went to peekin' out the blinds Thought it was fine But at a unexpected time The doe (door) flew in, I got a two-story home Seen 'em comin' wit they face masks on Bust the choppers, down the stairs, they hit the cut Two of them got away, but the other two got stuck Hit 'em again One in the neck, one in the chin Then called the Law and said I did they a** in Hook: OK, you wanna play You say you know where I stay? Well, come today Bring yo bad a** on, I'm waitin on ya I got a K wit a motherf**in' shank on it You b**h you OK, you wanna play You say you know where I stay? Well, come today Bring yo bad a** on, I'm waitin on ya I got a K wit a motherf**in' shank on it You b**h you Say whodie, you won't believe what happened to me A n***a all in my spot, and he askin' for me See I wouldn't at the spot, but my broad was there When she hit me on the phone, it's n***as in there They knocked me off for a bird and my platinum chain Them n***as from round there, they just doin' they thang I respect the game But they got to respect it, I aint no hoe a** n***a I'm gone take car my business Next day, broad-daylight, rode the track The first n***a looked suspicious had to get in the back (Talking) b**h, we ain't straight no mo' Hoe we used to have fun, we don't play no mo' Them n***as that you run wit, they kicked in my doe So I'm gone shoot you in yo face if you don't cough up that dope, b**h Hook This situation is a cold thang I got to explain Cause n***a this a cold game I was keeping my pounds at a spot in Raleigh But I was moving them thangs, like they was hot tamales Well, hot tamales, I played the cards I was dealt Because I knew befo' long that they'll hang they self I ain't no fool n***a that's why I play it cool I know the sh** you will and won't try to do But what you came in wit, that's what you left wit (AHH HAA) Because I'm three steps ahead, it's like you brainless I been f**in' wit money, I been having birds I disa**ociated my self from bad nerves Cause once you under pressure, you'll bust trick And you the type of n***a that I can't trust b**h And the n***a that went, you just a send-out I tried to k** yo hoe a**, but you went out, the window, b**h Hook