(Willie D)
Don`t say I didn`t warn ya
About playin` them hoe games
Like callin` me out on my name
Some a y`all are still gonna try to show off
And get busted in ya goddamn mouth
I won`t undetstand how a man can call a man
A bitch or a hoe and be playin`
In my book that`s a no-no
Your mouth don`t write a check that your ass can`t cash bro
Pop you on the (?????) for what
Niggas done got when they played too much
Willie D`ll tap a bitch and that`s it
Anything else is punk shit
I`ll give you some a this *shots*
And some a this *shots*
Their just special effects but you can bet
I got something to make them hoes ease up off me black
Cause homie don`t play that
A lot of suckers got they as kicked
Cause hard heads and rankin don`t mix
But if you gonna cap on each other
You gotta know when it`s gettin personal sucker
Instead of eatin up your homeboys grill
See that`s how a nigga gettin killed
Fools like to joke when your serious
So to kill the bullshit I stopped fuckin wit her, period
Don`t snatch my hat off my head like we`re homies
And greet me wit a (????) cause you don`t know me
Play with your mother or your father
You ain`t got no pussy I don`t even wanna be bothered
And you bet` not act like you wanna swang
Cause I`m pretty good with them thangs
So call my bluff, do what you like and
I`ma make you read these Nikes
Wrastlin` ain`t masculine
You say you wanna go to war B
Instead of tryin` to test me
Horse playin` like an adolescent
Will get your ass wrapped up like a present
Your compliments ain`t nutthin` but a racket
Your whole conversation is plastic
You say you like my new jacket
Jealous motherfucka even sound sarcastic
It`s in your voice when we shootin` the shit
Maytag ass nigga ain`t nuttin but a bitch
Ain`t got no back cause your always frontin` black
Man homie don`t play that
I don`t play that
Lets take it all the way back
Niggas say I`m crazy
When I say keep your comments about my lady
They say "Your lucky, I wish I had a girl like that"
I never smile cause I know where they hearts is at
All in front of my girl sayin` how pretty she looks
Game recognized, I wrote the book
"Got a good thing, hold tight, don`t lose her brother"
You may as well straight up say you wanna fuck her
Still waters run deep man
And ain`t nothing worse than one who fronts like a friend
Call your crib when they know you ain`t home
Tryin` to rap to your girl on the telephone
Snake in the grass I see him comin
From a mile away I start gunnin`
And everytime one drops
You can see a card wit they face on it in the mailbox
See we ain`t that cool
Where you can play wit my girl
And try to get a free feel fool
Or conversate wit us alone
Then I have to step in and stop ya from goin` on and on
With that idle chatter
You say your just bein` friendly ain`t that a bitch
You could be my brother, my father, but the fact
Is homie don`t play that
I don`t play that
Man homie don`t play that
