Don’t Play No Games lyrics

[Intro]
Bra, why you talkin' that sh*t, huh?
(what? you heard me)
Take this sh*t to the streets right now (you heard me)
All that yappin' and no action ain't called for, you dig?
(for real)(what's happenin')
You don't wanna f*ck with C (bad motherf*ckers)
You don't wanna f*ck with me (just a bunch of bad motherf*ckers)
You don't wanna go to war (a bunch of bad motherf*ckers)
You don't wanna go to war (some bad ass n*ggas)(a bunch of bad motherf*ckers)

[C-Murder]
Don't play no games boy, we be bout killin'
You ain't got sh*t to die for you shouldn't be livin'
Get rid of the f*ckin' smirk ain't a damn thing funny
All my n*ggas know we live for weed and money (money)
Platinum and vogues on the walls of my company
Cuz TRU n*ggas live life motherf*ckin' G's
Presidentials and playin' in every residence
Cuz pumpin' No Limit sh*t is essential
I make money off the words that I speak
I flip a cassette like I used to flip a quarter key
The rap game is like standin' on the block
Every tape I sell is like a motherf*ckin' dime rock
Give me the money, you can keep the b*tches
n*gga don't play no game C-Murder bout his riches
The money talk and bullsh*t walks
Pay to get dealt with
And haters get they ass kicked
[Chorus: Mystikal & C-Murder]
Don't Play no games boy
We be bout killin'
Bunch of bad motherf*ckers
Just a bunch of thug n*ggas
Don't Play no games boy
We be bout killin'
Bunch of bad motherf*ckers
Just a bunch of thug n*ggas

[Mystikal]
A whole bunch of bad motherf*ckers
Ya we bad!
Watch us!
I ain't playin' with your b*tch ass!
Even if I smoke weed all day, drankin' on King Cobra
My eyes red, my head bad, I still f*ck over ya
You know the name, you know the game and the pain
b*tches still the same bigger bank higher rank
Whatcha think you're here like your sh*t don't stank
But you're gettin' spanked I'mma get at you forgot that thang
You b*tch you wrong move I'mma get you
I got a n*gga off of this muthaf*ckin here
Talk'n bout you been through
You mental but you been through
f*ck what your friend do and who you care to
[Chorus]

[Silkk the Shocker]
We bout murder, money, weed, ammunition, guns and drugs
Fake n*ggas stand correct show my real n*ggas some love
Mister! I live the life of a motherf*ckin' thug
7 digits figure n*ggas still fightin' in clubs
You think you saw the worst b*tch the worst is yet to f*ckin' come
Up jump and take everyone and you best to f*cking run
Shoot first, ask questions later
Quick before I lose ya ask what time it f*ckin' was
I guess when you're too paranoid smokin' too much motherf*ckin' bud
Don't play no games b*tch respect the name b*tch
f*ck who you came with and f*ck what you sayin' b*tch
You heard of Mystikal, you heard of P, you heard of me, you heard of C
Either we solo or we ridin' thirty-deep
So you can't STOP ME
I know all they can do is WATCH ME
Drop ya with your eyes closed
In a project curb apartment motherf*ckin' dealin'
You wanna know why we ain't smilin' cuz we thugs we mugs
Ain't nothin' bout being friendly

[Chorus 2X]