Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Play That , by - Doe Boy. Song from the album Boyz N Da Hood 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 14.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Don't Play That |
| Fuck niggas tryna kick it? |
| We don’t play that |
| You wanna shoot a pistol? |
| We don’t play that |
| Get the fuck from round me I don’t play that shit my nigga |
| Lil Mouse what’s popping? |
| hahaha |
| How a lil nigga only 13 and he more cutthroat than most of you grown niggas man |
| That’s a fucking shame |
| Bitch ass niggas |
| Fuck niggas in my gang, we don’t play that (we don’t play that) |
| Fuck nigga tryna hang, we don’t play that (we don’t play that) |
| We won’t let a chopper bang, we don’t play that (we don’t play that) |
| You can’t claim what I claim, we don’t play that (we don’t play that) |
| We don’t play that (we don’t play that) x5 |
| Fuck niggas in my gang, we don’t play that (we don’t play that) |
| Fuck nigga tryna hang, we don’t play that (we don’t play that) |
| We won’t let a chopper bang (We don’t play that) |
| Only shooters in my gang (we don’t play that) |
| We don’t fuck with law and lames (we don’t play that) |
| You ain’t on the same thang (we don’t play that) |
| You ain’t with the savage life |
| This ain’t what you bout |
| You can’t hang with the gang when that gun sound |
| Fuck niggas not allowed so don’t come round |
| Shoot the crowd |
| Thirty round |
| Lay thirty niggas down |
| I can tell that you a snitch, we don’t play that (we don’t play that) |
| I can tell that you a bitch, we don’t play that (we don’t play that) |
| You ain’t down to hit a lick, we don’t play that (we don’t play that) |
| You ain’t down to squeeze a clip, we don’t play that (we don’t play that) |
| (You think I’m playing?) |
| (Hook) |
| 11−9 thug niggas, we don’t play that |
| Bring the K and the Mac where you lay at |
| Tryna diss me on the track, I don’t play that |
| My niggas in the cut, where you stay at |
| Call broski up and tell him where you stay at |
| Front door, kick in, where the cake at? |
| Choppa bake his ass up we don’t play that |
| I always be strapped like latex |
| TayTay call me up like where you stay at? |
| Finna run up in his house and knock his face back |
| Kidnap yo mamma, with the K man |
| Call his ass up, like payback |