Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Play That Way, artist - The Underachievers. Album song It Happened In Flatbush, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: RPM MSC, The Underachievers
Song language: English
Play That Way |
Nigga mind just like a calico, I let it go |
I’m takin' risks, I bet that money flow, geranimo |
If she ain’t fuckin' then she gotta go, like adios |
If that weed ain’t like that Cali dro don’t pass it bro |
That shit be too strong nigga, it got me flexin' in the back |
My money too long nigga, 33% in tax |
You fuckin' coupon niggas, I see you saving all them tags |
My nigga the (?) I hit them all and blow a bag |
See she really tryna kiss me now, see me in the crowd |
Niggas really tryna diss me now, they can’t take me out |
She be sippin' on that Henny now, say she feel alive |
I drink Remy like I’m Fetty Wap, nigga fuck the cops |
That was random, she dirty dancin', she in a trance and |
She tryna fuck with niggas way above the average and |
My niggas runnin' through the thing just like a savage uh |
We stackin' up until the gang is livin' lavish, uh |
They be tryna hang with us, they steel be poppin', okay |
But we don’t fuck with niggas all about that clout, no way |
I’d rather be alone than fuckin' with these clowns, okay |
These niggas act like they around but they ain’t really know me |
Rollin dolo, I’m like yolo, fuck your gang and fuck your team |
All my niggas reign supreme, all my hoes in magazines |
Flatbush usually where I stay at when I’m out on the East |
Know some niggas give you nightmares in broad day like spark that heat |
We don’t play that way my G |
Nah we don’t play that way my G |
AK spray and split your back, and you gon' stay that way my G |
Talk your shit and we react like Jordan fadeaway my G |
No matter what we goin' |
Aura golden, can’t control him, I’m like Odom, lord |
I’m like Oden, lightenin' strike that’s when I go in |
At this height I don’t fear no one |
Roll your dice you might get chosen, uh |
Wake up and roll up my stress |
Everyday life is a test |
Nigga finesse |
I do not feel you a threat |
Know some goons that’ll fill you with lead, uh |
You were in the buildin', F UT we in the buildin' |
Used to be civilians now we out pushin' the limits |
Check your scouter cause my power level like a million |
Got Sub-Zero flow, your mortal soul get quickly finished |
Back on tour again, no time for snorin', get the motors in |
Know we got the juice when in the booth, the truth my origin |
El Chapo, break through bout the box they try to store us in |
Run they mouth like Forrest leave 'em leakin' like a faucet |
(Ridin' through the streets somethin' exotic in the seat |
And I’m draped in Saint Laurent, guess I’m product of the beast |
Let them have it from believein' what they want that’s fine with me |
I got love inside of me |
I got drugs inside of me |
Rolling dolo, I’m like yolo, fuck your gang and fuck your team |
All my niggas reign supreme, all my hoes in magazines |
Flatbush usually where I stay at when I’m out on the East |
Know some niggas give you nightmares in broad day like spark that heat |
We don’t play that way my G |
Nah we don’t play that way my G |
AK spray and split your back, and you gon' stay that way my G |
Talk your shit and we react like Jordan fadeaway my G |
No matter what we goin' |
Aura golden, can’t control him, I’m like Odom, lord |