Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stop Playin, artist - Scarface.
Date of issue: 04.10.1999
Song language: English
Stop Playin |
That nigga Roy Jones slapped the shit outta some ho last night |
Ho was all off in the nigga face man, talkin' bout |
That ho was talkin' bout, talkin' bout, talkin' bout |
Ha, ha what that ho was talkin' bout Roy |
Ya just slapped the bitch huh, fuck it uh |
Two of the coldest off in the game to ever touch it |
First niggas to talk shit and the last ones to fuck with |
Bring niggas to rough it |
Keepin' you bitches at a hush hush |
Cause y’all don’t wanna fuck with us |
We dangerous, you don’t wanna bang with us |
You niggas ain’t come as hard as you claim you was |
What chu' think this was, some niggas rhymin' on a rap song |
Dancin' on the video, lookin' like Arsenio |
Really though, I spank niggas asses on microphones |
Then I bust they ass in the chops like Roy Jones |
Once again it’s on, it’s a must I keep it poppin' |
Right hand followed by hook and ya can’t stop it |
I use rappers like spark plugs |
Give em' a chance to get they hands out |
Then pick they ass up off the canvas |
Man what, if you ain’t in the game then don’t play it |
Ain’t tryin' to get ya ass knocked out then don’t say shit |
Wrong niggas to play with |
Ya need to cease with all that bumpin' |
Fore I whip yo ass like you stole something, playin' |
We got this sparring partner dude, he used to box |
He’s pretty good, and uh I beat the shit outta of him the one day man |
I was just tearing his ass up |
So they in the back shooting pool right |
And uh, somebody said something to my friend |
Was like come to the front, man why you going up there |
He said man I’m going to get my pistol |
And the dude I had punched was shooting pool right, ha ha ha |
He stopped and started punching |
And I started whipping him like that |
Two of the realest from this street thang, just lockin' it down |
Face, that’s my ace but I got other dudes that be knockin' em down |
By the pound, pound for pound, now how this sound |
Scarface and R.J. |
hookin' up, J knowin' underground |
But on the surface, we still gon' work these niggas, don’t sweat it |
And you think you thinkin' about crossin' this duo, forget it |
Cause you can bet it’s gonna be disaster when legends strike |
Face super-tight on the mic and hot damn I can fight |
So what would you like |
We can do it on wax or on the canvas |
But how would we do it, niggas won’t be able to stand it |
Now how you manage to let me and Face put this shit together |
The best of the best in the studio and we still gettin' better |
Ain’t no lackin' y’all thought we was slackin' shit, Face packin' |
R.J. |
on the side cause he know I got the brass backin' |
I can handle shit with this lead hook or this straight right hand |
But when it come down to this rap shit, I think I got the right man |
Tell them niggas how mad I was when you hit the floor man |
I damn near, man I was so motherfucking mad man |
I said quit playing man |
He was playing, I’ll kick his teeth in man |
I was like quit playing man, whip that nigga ass, quit playing man |