CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Play Around
Yeah
Statik Selektah
You know what's up, n***a
We really don't play around
Look, the yay on the stove, my n***a
Need new batteries for my scale, we be weighin' them O's, my n***a
Shooters sniffin' filthy just to stay on his toes, my n***a
Fifty round sticks, n***as sprayin' with those, my n***a (Brrr)
I got hit in my throat
Face twisted up but I'm still sick with the flow (Hah)
You n***as sick as me? No, you n***as sick of me, I know
But you b*t*h n***as know you get your sh*t split if you approach
n***a I'm GOAT, Grimiest Of All Time when I spitted this dope
Payed a grip for the coat (Ooh) the slippers is four
Ride with a stick in the Ghost, but even when I was broke
The Smith & was close, n***as was gеttin' smoked
Hit the back of your head, I'ma lift it with thе toast (Uh-huh)
I got hit in the back of my head but n***a I'm still afloat (Ha)
The Machine n***a, the light green, n***a
I send my youngin' through there to do a sting, n***a (Brrr, grrah)
We really don't play around
Call me Bob the Builder, got the tools to lay you down
Don't nobody move and don't nobody make a sound
Everybody lose if anybody stay around
We really don't play around
Call me Bob the Builder, got the tools to lay you down
Don't nobody move and don't nobody make a sound
Everybody lose if anybody stay around
Statik Selektah
You know what's up, n***a
We really don't play around
Look, the yay on the stove, my n***a
Need new batteries for my scale, we be weighin' them O's, my n***a
Shooters sniffin' filthy just to stay on his toes, my n***a
Fifty round sticks, n***as sprayin' with those, my n***a (Brrr)
I got hit in my throat
Face twisted up but I'm still sick with the flow (Hah)
You n***as sick as me? No, you n***as sick of me, I know
But you b*t*h n***as know you get your sh*t split if you approach
n***a I'm GOAT, Grimiest Of All Time when I spitted this dope
Payed a grip for the coat (Ooh) the slippers is four
Ride with a stick in the Ghost, but even when I was broke
The Smith & was close, n***as was gеttin' smoked
Hit the back of your head, I'ma lift it with thе toast (Uh-huh)
I got hit in the back of my head but n***a I'm still afloat (Ha)
The Machine n***a, the light green, n***a
I send my youngin' through there to do a sting, n***a (Brrr, grrah)
We really don't play around
Call me Bob the Builder, got the tools to lay you down
Don't nobody move and don't nobody make a sound
Everybody lose if anybody stay around
We really don't play around
Call me Bob the Builder, got the tools to lay you down
Don't nobody move and don't nobody make a sound
Everybody lose if anybody stay around
