Luyện nghe bài hát Homie Don't Play That

Don't say I warn ya
About playin' hoe games
Like callin' me out on my
Some a y'all are gonna try to show off
And get busted in ya mouth

I won't how a man can call a man
A bitch or a hoe and be playin' in my book, a no-no
Your don't write a check that your ass can't cash, bro
Pop you on the for what
Niggas got when they played too much

Willie D'll tap a and that's it
else is punk shit
I'll you some a this, and some a this
just special effects but you can bet
I got something to make them ease up off me black
'Cause don't play that

A lot of got they ass kicked
hard heads and rankin' don't mix
But if you gonna cap on each
You gotta know it's gettin' personal sucker

Instead of eatin' up homeboys grill
See, that's how a gettin' killed
like to joke when your serious
So, to the bullshit I stopped fuckin' wit her, period

Don't snatch my hat off my head like we're
And greet me wit a [unverified] cause you don't me
Play with your mother or your
You got no pussy, I don't even wanna be bothered

And you not act like you wanna swang
I'm pretty good with them thangs
So, call my bluff, do what you and
make you read these Nikes, wrastlin' ain't masculine

You say you go to war B
of tryin' to test me
Horse playin' an adolescent
Will get ass wrapped up like a present

Your compliments ain't but a racket
Your conversation is plastic
You say you my new jacket
Jealous motherfucka sound sarcastic

in your voice when we shootin' the shit
Maytag ass nigga ain't nuttin' but a
Ain't got no back 'cause you're frontin' black
Man, homie don't that

I don't that
Let's it all the way back

say, I'm crazy
When I say keep comments about my lady
They say, "You're lucky, I wish I had a girl that"
I never 'cause I know where they hearts is at
All in front of my girl sayin', how pretty she

Game recognized, I wrote the
"Got a good thing, tight, don't lose her brother"
You may as straight up, say, you wanna fuck her
waters run deep, man

And ain't nothing worse one who fronts like a friend
Call your when they know you ain't home
to rap to your girl on the telephone
Snake in the grass, I see him comin' a mile away I start gunnin'

And time one drops
You can see a card wit face on it in the mailbox
See, we ain't that cool, where you can play wit my
And try to get a free feel or conversate wit us alone

Then I have to step in and ya from goin' on and on
With idle chatter
You say your just bein' friendly, ain't a bitch?
You could be my brother, my father but the
Is homie don't play

I don't play
Man, homie don't play