Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Ever Play Yourself

DJ Khaled!

Put them count the money, let 'em see the work, yeah
the definition of a major key alert
Another nigga die, won't be the first, nah
Won't be the last, all we see is cash,
Your real story don't what you rappin' 'bout (liar)
So keep the movies in, stop out
And I talking 'bout no watch or no cars neither
will get copped at Allah's leisure
Was a crack monster, I had the fever
Switch from the bald to the dark Caesar
to be the capsules, now they love the plastics
I ain't tryna get caught up in this shit (never)
Rather be to bumper in drug traffic
Cash on deck the plug ask it
You don't sweat the things, they become drastic
Next thing is or a casket
fallin' back, I need all of that
I need my in the cocaine almanac, Jada
dope boy put me in the hall of smack
Went to job interviews, ain't call us back
way I ain't never evil
Why do you think the streets love me? I never leave 'em
Heart stops, but the are forever breathing
You hatin' cause we the best, find a reason

First first don't ever play yourself, ever
Oh thing, I ain't ever play myself, never
Even when they all up, I stayed myself, it's me
Did what worked for me, bossed up and paid myself
See I'm showin' up a K off, a Rollie, a day off
Still got work, I don't know about no layoffs
still ballin' so I guess we in the playoffs (swish)
Team full of baddies, all my bitches in a
See we be in the wasted, no part of fake shit
Nothin' but love 'round me, Cartier
I feel like Frank White walkin' into Arty Clay
You got fat while everybody starved
My don't sleep, I ain't ever noddin' off
you're in the Benz, it piss everybody off
So I ain't stall, I do me, I ain't
This New York nigga let 'em hang, giant
Beckham, respect him, you can't check him
Blindside hoes hit me when I don't 'em (hey bighead)
I hit 'em with the curve from the major league
Gotta your turn, that's a major key

Mami I'm the greatest
Back to back the slow cum
In the lane, I got her so strung, I don't know her
Every night I meet a new
Now ask your wife what this dick
Balmain Joe, every you see, a nigga flee
Mr. Officer, I was only ID
Mami listen to Romeo
Wild cowboy, I be through the yayo
Bout to let the cans go,
Fuck your bitch and let mans know, so
Yeah, now it's the Don in the Don, laughs in the Uber
Only Uber cause I'm franchised in Cuba
This is big money talk and you tied to the
Brons, Calabrini, niggas tryna high five
Gotta stay away from day driftin', all
Every day Vera Wang, nigga, cloth

Now I'm takin' everything like that's my callin'
Wakin' up in like beautiful Sunday mornin'
Now we swimmin' in the like a line of dolphins
Prepare for killin', now please line up all of the
Think we playin'? Niggas think funny?
Pop you in your shit, brotha, now make room for the
MOVE!
If you don't move, I'll a nigga past painful
Make a fool of yourself, I'll beat you shameful
I get this bread and like an angel
One of the last with bars, you better be grateful
Thank you so
I Diddy bop and drop on you
I count and take it to the top on you niggas (mountaintop)
blah blah blah, you sound alike, my niggas
Blah, blah, but I do it, I finesse, I got it locked, my niggas
I give you new shit, fuck you gon' do?
And know we love the boom bap, oh yeah we do too
Yeah, fuck with the realer side, oh you against us,
You run and hide, until I'm finished, nigga
Don't yourself
Play yourself and lay yourself in a casket
Pray yourself, end in a
Hate yourself you ain't ask if you could possess you a heater
Or you could be you a leader for the
You talk a lot, I've seen the truth like Sevyn
you ever play yourself

I saw a lot of niggas fade out right after I put my out
I offered to you shape up, I see that you'd rather flake out
Sellin' stories on them that nobody can seem to make out
That's why I keep a good head and shoulders to keep all the out
Seen a lot of singles chart on and off the climb up
I bet if I had the clippers, they all had a line up
You 'bout your followers, so hurt when I follow up
It's the ones with the most pride end up the swallowers
Fuck a beat for a when I could do all three
No pop artist but pop is what you do call me
A lot of washed out niggas tryna hope in
I'm just tryna raise a son like my blinds'
I know the hood well, but glad I ain't in the streets
I'm pop but hood niggas got my song on repeat
I'm still with illest ammo up under the seat
I'm playin' hopscotch all the charts up under my feet
While you do it for the 'Gram, I do it for my
Fuck a trophy, I'm talkin' my mom's mammy
You gotta finish bigger you start
Don't fall to bent stories, you ain't even part of it all
Start from the bottom or oh, please, don't at all
I build a just to survive my own flood, I feel like Noah
Cause all he had was rocks, an ark, that's all
Road to riches, I'm in gear while you park your car
Your baby wanna get nailed in the Lexus
back and told her, "Please be hammered so you can sex us"
My arm strong, if Louisiana tell her Texas
And if it's not immediate don't even send a message
FYI I'll be 'round 2 or 3
And two things you be, New Orleans
I'm an organ donor, I'm with no heart in me
So never say my name in vain, bitch there's no arteries