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play it how it go - boosie badazz lyrics

i’m knee deep up in the streets, popping g’s up in these streets
straight for keeps, if you don’t work then you don’t eat up in these streets
you got wisdom and you clutching, you succeed up in these streets
but if you timid and you p-ssy, you gonn bleed up in these streets
how you build, how you ride, once you make us friend of mine
g sh-t, how n-gga live, really slaying out
free sh-t, n-ggas ain’t gonna give, if you ain’t designer
get it on your own and i’ll be d-mned if n-ggas claiming mine
bust your bust pipe to make the b-tch n-gga come out
set your book and getting question, make the snitch n-gga come out
just be cool and call your lawyer, that’s how rich n-ggas come out
and if it’s big we on the streets, we hoping wish n-ggas come out
got my g code from the og’s, on the south side, i grew up
i’m screwed up, tattoed up, i’m tuned up
…n-gga not me, i play it how it go
n-ggas play a lot of games but you can’t play me like no ho 1 hunna

[hook] x 2
how you n-gga really feeling, talking gangsta sh-t
done got a lot of n-ggas k!lled
if you talking how you singing, n-gga i ain’t know
talking like you thinking, n-gga play it how it go, how it go

verse 2 for all you coward n-ggas, perpetrating like you thugged, i call em sour n-ggas
you ain’t go like that, you flip like that
get your chest filled with a mac
get your head bust to the fed
f-cking round with little hatchet ain’t a game
i’m in no game, i’m in the army n-gga
f-ck you haters chain with the choppa, that’s a warning n-gga
i got that thug in my blood, i’m a veteran
the princ-p-l of my school, i expel you man
project baby, southside baby, whatever you wanna call it
and jesus set you up, my uncles out to hold it
n-ggas with no love, i can pay you selling drugs
love getting money, if you don’t love then you a scrub
where the love, it ain’t no love in these streets i was raised in
they give a 5 to 10, turn a n-gga to cave men
fake friends, don’t get no love, they get bullets
i’ve been a hood bullet, been d-boin’ you p-ssies n-gga!

i swear to god these n-ggas frauds, i can’t stand you p-ssies
spend the bind and let off 10, fill his chest out with bullets
this n-gga johhny concrete when he 20 to 30 deep
catch that coward by itself, i bet he run while you speak
wailing and holling they silent whole time you a liquor
these n-ggas raiding out here…
boy you don’t live like this
you ain’t built like that
throwing bricks and hide your hand
will get your brain pushed back
you draw …on these phones, thinking that will get you on
that sh-t there will get you gone, exterminate the whole home
i f-ck with maggots and they hungry, they eat brains for breakfast
crash dummy n-ggas balling, pin your -ss to the stretcher
wake up to guns on the dresser, i really live this life
far hop a blunt of that pressure and keep my still at night
you better hope the guard you diving for you catch you charge
i just…waiting with a tong for you boy, p-ssy!

- boosie badazz lyrics

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