I Don’t Play With Guns lyrics

by

Project Pat


[Intro: Juicy J]
Gotta go get my n*gga Alley Boy
Y'all n*ggas know the business
Project Pat
We gettin' this money, man
Real sh*t, real spit
Let's go, let's go, let's go

[Chorus: Juicy J]
I don't gun-play
Cause I don't play with guns
Trying to find out where I stay?
b*tch, I stay with guns
I ride with my guns like I ride with my n*ggas
All my n*ggas ride with guns and they will kill ya
I don't gun-play
Cause I don't play with guns
Trying to find out where I stay?
b*tch, I stay with guns
I ride with my guns like I ride with my n*ggas
All my n*ggas ride with guns and they will kill ya

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
These n*ggas run they mouth
Gonna get that ass served
Guns on deck; b*tch, I keep 'em on reserve
n*gga, I'm all over these streets
Ho, I'm like the curb
Trigger finger itching -
I done struck a nerve
Asking for this beef, I'mma do the favor
Let em get these hollow tips, like he a waiter
I'm on my Waka sh*t, I love them gun sounds
Shooting n*ggas' sh*t up and shooting n*ggas down
You gonna get what you want b*tch, keep asking
No need for a funeral, it's a closed casket (yessir!)
Hot bullets on the menu, n*gga place your order (yessir!)
Then it's nothin' but yellow tape and news reporters
[Chorus: Juicy J]
I don't gun-play
Cause I don't play with guns
Trying to find out where I stay?
b*tch, I stay with guns
I ride with my guns like I ride with my n*ggas
All my n*ggas ride with guns and they will kill ya
I don't gun-play
Cause I don't play with guns
Trying to find out where I stay?
b*tch, I stay with guns
I ride with my guns like I ride with my n*ggas
All my n*ggas ride with guns and they will kill ya

[Verse 2: Alley Boy]
All of my n*ggas raw
All of my n*ggas kill
Keep the brick licked
We were hood-rich before we had a deal
All of the homies drawn out, A-Town, working
Blown trap. Y'all n*ggas all rap
Put them all up on the map
Trigger play all ready
Headshots - real talking
Add up our word: all the nonbelievers in white chalk
Trump n*gga, talk sh*t
No one ain't doing sh*t
I'm still at em n*gga
Run around on one leg
Still safe and 3 6 cleaned up n*gga: bullsh*t
40 bands on each wrist but a pus*y n*gga ain’t takin sh*t
Money major, straight Drop n*gga whole brick
I bust for Project and Juicy J like I'm 3 6
[Chorus: Juicy J]
I don't gun-play
Cause I don't play with guns
Trying to find out where I stay?
b*tch, I stay with guns
I ride with my guns like I ride with my n*ggas
All my n*ggas ride with guns and they will kill ya
I don't gun-play
Cause I don't play with guns
Trying to find out where I stay?
b*tch, I stay with guns
I ride with my guns like I ride with my n*ggas
All my n*ggas ride with guns and they will kill ya

[Verse 3: Project Pat]
I'm on the North side of Memphis
You could come get this
Shooting 50-round drums at you son of b*tches
For my riches I'll murk you on the front porch
Blood on my money like that phone on the full floor
Pockets used to be malnutrition - Cambodian
Come through with a K and sweep your hood like the custodian
Throw a couple of bands, throw a couple of bows
Who wants to kill for me? Bring em on a couple of shows
If you ain't from my hood, then you can get it quicker
My n*ggas ride with that K since they full of liquor
Cause they full of fiends, cause they full of green
Stay with this sh*t, nawmean?
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