Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Play'n

Nigga what'chu 'bout whassup with me?
What fire is that, house I'm rollin on?
Do I at Curt, what's Unc doin?
up with Suave? Nigga you dem people {?}

[Chorus 4X: P]
Snitches stop callin the cops - cause I ain't
watch what you say on the block - cause I ain't playin

P]
I left the hood for a week, and my start ringin
Like I'm hustlin sellin dope, you got beef then it
I heard fire did this, and P.D. trippin
That's why I sleep two gats you never catch me slippin
I smell pussy, and of you niggaz are rats
See I'm a dog motherfucker and I don't fuck you cats
Callin me on the phone, nigga lookin for
How could a nigga from the hood nigga turn the roller
This shit's so twisted, it got me
Got the thinkin I've got birds in the kitchen
These niggaz'll throw salt in your my nigga
Just to get a couple dollars and some fame my
It ain't no loyalty, your family'll set you up
For the right price my they'll wet you up
I watched niggaz get ghost, when be over
How niggaz gon' visit C, if he go to Angola

P]
Man this shit political dawg, don't fuck with it
I'd invest in somethin else if I already in it
Man most of these niggaz'll just yap mouth
Send subliminal messages 'til get out
Believe none of you hear, and half of what you see
See the rap game is dirty the C-P-3
Most niggaz'll fear death, these streets is black
Our radio programmers think holdin careers back
And bitches be ready to wife a nigga
All you need is a hit record and ice my nigga
And the media dickriders slow up like tires
Seen they lil' blow up again when shit dies
They say we ignorant and we
Even seen Michael Jackson live the life
See these haters'll mayne, smile in your face mayne
Call them on ya try to give you a case mayne

Heh, he he
If y'all don't us
Y'all better keep our name out y'all mouth
Cause it's gon' get real after this you feel me?
Y'all can't beat us join us