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Don't play with me. La-la-la, la, la, la. Let's get the pistols out the trunk, let's get Ready to bust things. Leave the nigga back full of nothing but guts, Brains. Ain't no way in the world that these Niggas could duck flames. My gun's a foreign, tell it all to suck Wayne. I'm running with a clique just be thugging Heavy. Plus I'm running them bricks, cook it, Cut it, sell it. One time for my daddy Reppy up in Heaven. Ever since my nigga died I been strapped up And ready. Come and get it, it's Weezy, We the hottest ever. Now this fella gon' get bullets inside his sweater. I'm just terror or better yet, horror or drama. And tomorrow I'ma hit the block and borrow your Mama. Leave her knees swimming in water with sharks And piranhas. Revolvers and choppers got all your Partners calling the coppers. And for the grand finale, I might pull up In a tan Denali. When I hop out and My hand is a Cali, crisp spraying your family. Don't play with me, I wish you would. I'ma hit your hood, then slit your hood. You better not play with me, 'cause I cock My gun. Pop my gun, better hide and run. Niggas better not play with me, 'cause I wish You would. I'ma hit your hood, then slit your Hood. Niggas better not play with me, 'cause I Cock my gun. And I pop my gun, Better hide and run. What is this? You done got me in your District, twisted. Now everybody got dots on they heads like Egyptians. I'm tipsy, I been sipping on that Hennessy, people. Then it get deeper, I start shooting off innocent People. Seventeen crippa is who I, what I, Be, dog. The clip slide in the.45, then It blow fire at me, dog. It's your life or me, dog. On four tires or feet, dog. I still be on the block sweeping, nobody is Not sleeping. Caught me in all black with the Gun in the palm. Run in his home, start Shooting, hit his son in the dome. Dummy, it's on, ain't gon' be no relaxing and Stuff. 'Cause when I come through mashing the truck, I'm blasting the pump. And passing a blunt, we Circle once to see if he dead. Gotta be sure 'cause nigga promised me a key If he But dog, you get it raw if You ball with the kid. I push your baby mama car off the bridge, Uh. Better not play with me, 'cause I wish You would. I'ma hit your hood, then slit your Hood. Niggas better not play with me, 'cause I Cock my gun. Then I pop my gun, better hide and run. Niggas better not play with me, 'cause wish you Would. I'ma hit your hood, then slit your hood. Niggas better not play with me, 'cause I cock My gun. Then I pop my gun, better hide And run. You might catch me with bandanas and Strap T. On the backstreet of your block in The backseat. I'ma cap three at the first coward I up and see. I'ma bust a piece and Knock his body a couple of feet. When I rush your front door you get a View to your stomach. Hope they dress you up nice because your funeral's Sunday. Nigga shouldn't played tough when I got his Head bust. Now your whole living room is full Of pink and red stuff. I get gatted up, full of that vodka and Weed added up. Fresh bladded up, New T-shirt on, tatted up. Crack in the tongue of my kicks. Plus I got a gun on my hip and I'm running the strip. I know you see me, Lil Weezy kill 'em all easy. A hundred rounds from the chopper leaves 'em real Sleepy. You know how we be smelling weedy up In our clothes. Cutthroat and conniving killers, Boy, that's all I know. Better not play with me, 'cause I wish you Would. I'ma hit your hood, then slit your hood. Nigga better not play with me, 'cause I cock My gun. Then I pop my gun, better hide And run. Niggas better not play with me, boy, I wish you would. I'ma hit your hood, then slit your hood. Niggas better not play with me, 'cause I cock My gun. Then I pop my gun, better hide And run. Niggas better not play with me, 'cause I wish you would. I'ma hit your hood, then slit your hood. Niggas better play with me, 'cause I cock my Gun. Then I pop my gun, better hide and Run. Niggas better not play with me, boy, I Wish you would. I'ma hit your hood, Then slit your hood. Niggas better not play with me, 'cause I cock My gun. Then I pop my gun, better hide And run. Niggas better not play with me. Ha, uh-huh. La-la-la. La-la-la. Hey