Wanna Play lyrics

Tuesday night, I was laid up in the bed
Tired as hell, I'm hearing voices in my head
Heard some knocks, grabbed my tone, ran to the doe (door)
Screamed, "Who is it?", but i ain't hear that sh*t no mo'
c*cked my nine
I went to peekin' out the blinds
Thought it was fine
But at a unexpected time
The doe (door) flew in, I got a two-story home
Seen 'em comin' wit they face masks on
Bust the choppers, down the stairs, they hit the cut
Two of them got away, but the other two got stuck
Hit 'em again
One in the neck, one in the chin
Then called the Law and said I did they ass in

Hook:
OK, you wanna play
You say you know where I stay?
Well, come today
Bring yo bad ass on, I'm waitin on ya
I got a K wit a motherf*ckin' shank on it
You b*tch you
OK, you wanna play
You say you know where I stay?
Well, come today
Bring yo bad ass on, I'm waitin on ya
I got a K wit a motherf*ckin' shank on it
You b*tch you

Say whodie, you won't believe what happened to me
A n*gga all in my spot, and he askin' for me
See I wouldn't at the spot, but my broad was there
When she hit me on the phone, it's n*ggas in there
They knocked me off for a bird and my platinum chain
Them n*ggas from round there, they just doin' they thang
I respect the game
But they got to respect it, I ain't no ho ass n*gga
I'm gone take car my business
Next day, broad-daylight, rode the track
The first n*gga looked suspicious had to get in the back
(Talking)

b*tch, we ain't straight no mo'
Ho we used to have fun, we don't play no mo'
Them n*ggas that you run wit, they kicked in my doe
So I'm gone shoot you in yo face if you don't cough up that dope, b*tch

Hook

This situation is a cold thang
I got to explain
Cause n*gga this a cold game
I was keeping my pounds at a spot in Raleigh
But I was moving them thangs, like they was hot tamales
Well, hot tamales, I played the cards I was dealt
Because I knew befo' long that they'll hang they self
I ain't no fool
n*gga that's why I play it cool
I know the sh*t you will and won't try to do
But what you came in wit, that's what you left wit (AHH HAA)
Because I'm three steps ahead, it's like you brainless
I been f*ckin' wit money, I been having birds
I disassociated my self from bad nerves
Cause once you under pressure, you'll bust trick
And you the type of n*gga that I can't trust b*tch
And the n*gga that went, you just a send-out
I tried to kill yo ho ass, but you went out, the window, b*tch
Hook