Play For Keeps

[Chorus]
You ain’t ever caught a body left a nigga laying somewhere in these streets
Where I’m from we shoot em in the head making sure he dead before we leave the scene
Glizzies, 40’s, we got 30 poppers don’t believe me nigga come and see
Try to slide someone gotta die better come correct bitch we play for keeps
You ain’t ever caught a body left a nigga laying somewhere in these streets
Where I’m from we shoot em in the head making sure he dead before we leave the scene
Glizzies, 40’s, we got 30 poppers don’t believe me nigga come and see
Try to slide someone gotta die better come correct bitch we play for keeps

[Verse 1]
Homicide after homicide all the shit I seen done left me traumatized
Every other night I grab my gun and slide
Niggas try to get me, let like 20 fly
How you gangsta nigga when you fucking lie
I was slamming on em on my mothers life
Almost had me once and they won’t do it twice
Last nigga tried he really shook the dice
It was him or me that nigga payed the price
All in traffic tweaking brodie eating [?]
Got that slammer try us that’ll be your life
[?] food I know he seen the light
Random sparking almost took his face off
Niggas know my shottas like to play ball
Through they home base like it’s baseball
And they gon bang on you when I say so
Late nights spinning in the rental tinted
When we pull up can’t nobody see who’s in it
When I shoot just know I’m aiming for the fitted
I don’t pick and choose we catch you, you gon get it
Money calling bitch we run it up
They don’t wanna see a nigga coming up from a block where everybody keep a gun
Spin a whole like 5 shit all I need is one
Put a laser on him now his run is done
Know my brothers proud just look what I’ve become
Swear to god was 15 with the biggest gun
Better think again before you try to run
They gon hate to see a nigga make it out
Drop a bag brodie gon take em out
Heard he gettin to it then we stakin out
If it come down to it we gon bang it out
Catch em leave em there’s a change of plans we ain’t leaving till we get him for his bands
We the only niggas turning opps to fans
On their snap bumping me like I’m they mans
Bunch of dick riders tell em cut it out
Get a good drop my shottas coming out
Got big shit get ya whip flipped have a 30 in it ima let it out

[Chorus]
You ain’t ever caught a body left a nigga laying somewhere in these streets
Where I’m from we shoot em in the head making sure he dead before we leave the scene
Glizzies, 40’s, we got 30 poppers don’t believe me nigga come and see
Try to slide someone gotta die better come correct bitch we play for keeps
You ain’t ever caught a body left a nigga laying somewhere in these streets
Where I’m from we shoot em in the head making sure he dead before we leave the scene
Glizzies, 40’s, we got 30 poppers don’t believe me nigga come and see
Try to slide someone gotta die better come correct bitch we play for keeps