Play That sh*t (We Don’t Play That) lyrics

by

Pharrell Williams


[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
They call me the youngest headbuster walkin'
Thugged out in all black, calicole sparklin'
A guerilla 'til I die bless me when I'm dead
But for the bread I bring ya anybody head
That's how I play it I don't hold back
I tote gats be on the spot were ya sold crack
n*gga feel played then ya f*ckin get blown back
I burn 'em twice with a black rusty old mac
Now, blocka, n*gga, get off me

[Verse 2: Juvenile]
Get some off that c*cky weed and roll that b*tch up
Won't play with me like I'ma choke that b*tch up
Keep it on the turf I might be killin' to get mine
New prints on the back I make a million in big time
I'll always be a thug until I'm crippled and crazy
I'ma always stay close with Suga Slim, Wayne, and Baby
Runnin' with a team off cut-throats and backshots
All day bullsh*ttin' negligence and homicides

[Chorus: Noreaga]
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
[Verse 3: Noreaga]
Thugged Out, Cash Money, huh
B.G., Juvenile ain't funny, huh
We try to, get that paper like Bugs Bunny ha
Yo we in the projects with my little honey ha
Yo what up Kiko it gets real check it
We got's these chicks to slauve that right out of Kansas
And them college b*tches, we used to f*ck 'em on campus
You my woadie, huh-huh, I'm your woadie, huh-huh
f*ck with us we leave you n*gga f*ckin' holy, huh
Semi-Latin cruise down to Baton Rouge
Then I got a Hummer that's sittin' on 32's
But for the hood we got the east coast locked
Magnolia and Iraq now that's my spots
Come anywhere near there and still be shot
Prat n*ggas, shot n*ggas, shot n*ggas, shot n*ggas, shot shot

[Chorus: Noreaga]
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
[Verse 4: Musalini]
From N-Y to N-O Thugged Out and Cash Money
I'm a thug B how you gonna stop hungry
We eatin' pop bubbley in beef we pop dummies
Run up in hood honey's it's all good sunny
Throw your sets up n*gga
Throw your side up n*gga
Ride or die young n*gga
Get high young n*gga
Stay fly young n*gga
Do what you gotta survive young n*gga

[Verse 5: Maze]
Live we fly down in New Orleans, get it purpulatin'
You smell me, keep that fire green circulating
Thugged Out with Cash Money
Thugs we stash your arms, weeds get blazed from your face till feet
With us all we stay deep got beef we're surroundin'
My n*ggas c*ck back MAC's from here to some 'the houses
Get rocked or get it on if you bout it
Cause boy you're in the zone
You take routes quick like Roy Jones

[Chorus: Noreaga]
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
Cash Money n*ggas they don't play that sh*t
Thugged Out n*ggas we don't play that sh*t
[Outro: Noreaga]
Play that sh*t, play that sh*t, play that sh*t
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