Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Ever Play Yourself

DJ Khaled!

Put them down the money, let 'em see the work, yeah
the definition of a major key alert
Another nigga gotta die, be the first, nah
be the last, all we see is cash, yeah
Your story don't match what you rappin' 'bout (liar)
So keep the movies in, actin' out
And I ain't talking no watch or no cars neither
will get copped at Allah's leisure
Was a crack monster, I had the hard
Switch the bald head 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 bumper to in drug traffic
Cash on deck whenever the ask it
You don't sweat the small things, become drastic
Next thing is or a casket
fallin' back, I need all of that
I need my name in the cocaine almanac,
Real dope boy put me in the hall of
Went to job interviews, they ain't us back
way I ain't never evil
Why do you think the streets me? I ain't never leave 'em
Heart stops, but the words are breathing
You hatin' cause we the best, a better reason

First thing first don't ever play yourself,
Oh another thing, I ain't ever play myself,
Even when they all changed up, I 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 that work, I 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 party wasted, no part of fake
but love 'round me, Cartier bracelets
I feel Frank White walkin' into Arty Clay shit
You niggas got fat while everybody
My city 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 y'all
This New York nigga let 'em hang, balls
Odell Beckham, him, you can't check him
Blindside hoes hit me when I expect 'em (hey bighead)
Then I hit 'em the curve from the major league
Gotta your turn, that's a major key

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

Now I'm takin' over everything like my callin'
Wakin' up in pussy like beautiful Sunday
Now we swimmin' in the money like a line of
Prepare for killin', now please up all of the coffins
Think we playin'? Niggas it's funny?
Pop you in your shit, brotha, now make for the money
MOVE!
If you don't move, beat a nigga past painful
Make a fool of yourself, I'll you past shameful
I get bread and shine like an angel
One of the last with bars, you better be grateful
you so much
I Diddy bop and on you niggas
I count and take it to the top on you niggas (mountaintop)
Blah blah blah blah, you sound alike, my
Blah, blah, but I do it, I finesse, I got it locked, my niggas
I give you new brand shit, fuck you do?
And know we the boom bap, oh yeah we do this too
Yeah, fuck the realer side, oh you against us, nigga?
You better run and hide, until I'm finished,
Don't yourself
Play yourself and lay yourself dead in a
Pray yourself, end in a
Hate cause 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 Sevyn Streeter
Don't you ever yourself

I saw a lot of niggas out right after I put my tape out
I offered to help you shape up, I see that you'd rather out
Sellin' stories on them that nobody can seem to make out
That's why I a good head and shoulders to keep all the flakes out
Seen a lot of singles on and off durin' the climb up
I bet if I had the clippers, they all had a line up
You worried 'bout followers, so hurt when I follow up
It's the ones with the most pride end up bein' the
Fuck a beat for a verse I could do all three
No pop but pop is what you rappers do call me
A lot of washed out tryna find hope in
I'm just tryna raise a son like my open
I know the hood well, but I ain't stuck in the streets
I'm pop chartin' but hood niggas got my on repeat
I'm still loaded illest ammo up under the seat
I'm playin' hopscotch with all the up under my feet
you do it for the 'Gram, I do it for my Grammy
Fuck a gold trophy, I'm talkin' my mom's
You finish bigger than you start
Don't fall victim to stories, you ain't even part of it all
Start from the bottom or oh, please, don't at all
I a ship just to survive my own flood, I feel like Noah
all he had was little rocks, an ark, that's all
Road to riches, I'm still in gear while you your car
Your baby get nailed in the sprinter Lexus
Text and told her, "Please be hammered so you can sex us"
My arm strong, if Louisiana then her Texas
And if it's not immediate don't even send a message
FYI be free '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