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 shit no mo`

Cocked 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 ass in



Hook:

OK, you wanna play

You say you know where I stay?

Well, come today

Bring yo bad ass on, I`m waitin on ya

I got a K wit a motherfuckin` shank on it

You bitch you

OK, you wanna play

You say you know where I stay?

Well, come today

Bring yo bad ass on, I`m waitin on ya

I got a K wit a motherfuckin` shank on it

You bitch you



Say whodie, you won`t believe what happened to me

A nigga 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 niggas in there

They knocked me off for a bird and my platinum chain

Them niggas from round there, they just doin` they thang

I respect the game

But they got to respect it, I aint no hoe ass nigga

I`m gone take car my business

Next day, broad-daylight, rode the track

The first nigga looked suspicious had to get in the back



(Talking)



Bitch, we ain`t straight no mo`

Hoe we used to have fun, we don`t play no mo`

Them niggas 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, bitch



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This situation is a cold thang

I got to explain

Cause nigga 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

Nigga that`s why I play it cool

I know the shit 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 fuckin` wit money, I been having birds

I disassociated my self from bad nerves

Cause once you under pressure, you`ll bust trick

And you the type of nigga that I can`t trust bitch

And the nigga that went, you just a send-out

I tried to kill yo hoe ass, but you went out, the window, bitch



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