Luyện nghe bài hát Homie Don't Play That

Don't say I didn't ya
playin' them hoe games
Like me out on my name
Some a y'all are still try to show off
And get busted in ya goddamn

I understand how a man can call a man
A bitch or a hoe and be playin' in my book, that's a
Your mouth don't write a check that ass can't cash, bro
Pop you on the [unverified] for
done got when they played too much

Willie D'll tap a and that's it
Anything is punk shit
I'll give you some a this, and a this
They're just special but you can bet
I got something to them hoes ease up off me black
'Cause homie play that

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

Instead of eatin' up homeboys grill
See, that's how a gettin' killed
Fools like to joke when your
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 cause you don't know me
Play your mother or your father
You ain't got no pussy, I even wanna be bothered

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

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

Your ain't nutthin' but a racket
Your whole conversation is
You say you like my new
motherfucka even sound sarcastic

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

I don't play
take it all the way back

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

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

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

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

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

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