[Verse 1]
Yeah, we ain't with none of that tough shit
Lil' bitch, we all 'bout that fuck shit
Lil' bitch, we not to fuck with
Land in the streets but I fell from the sky
I'll kill the game, I leave no one alive
I let one survive 'cause someone gotta cry
Not only at night when the monsters alive
Since '94 a young nigga been ruthless
Just like a sitcom, I leave 'em clueless
This money my motive, it's not my to-do list
Got nothin' to prove but you gotta prove it
This how they found me but don't make me lose it
They want thе fire but I got the fuse
All of thе smoke, I send all of the fumes
I keep the stick can like the perfume
I keep it lit like dope on a spoon
Just got a new outlook, check out the view
I'm runnin' them laps around, it feel like it's track around
I only keep cheques around, I only keep TEC'S around
More money gone manage my problems
More money gone give you more problems
Gets dark on the road when I slide in the Rolls
And I came from the bottom, the floor
And my youngin' gon' zoom in when he got the scope
Me and Wonda got ties like a rope
Please don't slip like a slope
I used to sip on that slow
Used to chip on the soap
Flippin' packs of the coke
Pockets fat like it's Joe
Pray to me like the pope
The hood need me for hope
I don't fuck with no jokes
All them days I was broke
Now the diamonds they choke
[Chorus]
Gunplay, only one way, trap house Sunday
Gunplay, no game, lets play, gunplay, gunplay
Gunplay, it's only one way, ain't no one safe
Gunplay, click-clack, it's gunplay, gunplay
[Verse 2]
Don't get duct taped 'cause ain't no one safe
We got the sticks like a rake, mask on, Crystal Lake
Pull up quick like Sonic, ooh, pistol pocket rocket
Trap with natives like Geronimo, count up like Wells Fargo
Then intercept your cargo, the hijackers for hire
With the hitman hit for hire
Get the lighter, get you fired up
Loaded up, no controlling us
Might double cup to slow it up
Like rep ya gang and throw it up
That thing go click-clack, that's a quick pack
Shh Gang, yeah we known for big straps
Known for get backs, just forget that
.44 kick back, I don't kickbox, I don't slang rocks
Run down in Reebok's
Stack the racks inside the shoebox
Silverware fuck up the new pots
Like a neck, I twist the new plot
[Chorus]
Gunplay, only one way, trap house Sunday
Gunplay, no game, lets play, gunplay, gunplay
Gunplay, it's only one way, ain't no one safe
Gunplay, click-clack, it's gunplay, gunplay