Luyện nghe bài hát Play Around

(Puff)
B.I.G,
Lil

(Mr.Bristal)
Sipping
Got dough like the
Bitches fast and out like Helly Hansen
Mister Bristal you will catch me dancing
Off the
in a mansion
In a party and drunk
I see you
Never blow my cool even if its
Is the bitch is a feed I got a
Cock, Lick shots, Leave where they standing
You can call the I never get ran in
Call Blake C. yall get the
Who my man is, who the fam is
All that you talk, can it
We own the
Its a
Niggas go for reppin it
it
Everything we on we it
You
away in the country where you better get
Yall to get with some veterans

(Harve Pierre)
You don't play around
You wanna play around
You don't play around...with me
No more.....I'll you
You wanna play around
You don't wanna play
You don't wanna around...with me
No more.....I'll you

(Lil Cease)
Yo Yo Yo
Niggas start shit
Push the
See the dough flip the carpet
Me and about to lock down the market
they spark it
Lie to
Got crips and that pop ???
B.Rock I'm a die for you
Til this day I'm a for you
God I die too
When you pull gack
I'll be right you
To you
On who to hit and not to
If a niggas he got to die to
Thats the
talking to the roach killa
The most
About to New York like Reggie Miller
Plus they say you turn you turn killa
Its to turn back when a nigga feel ya
That's why they say don't nobody know you til sombody ya
why I say stay back, don't get to familiar
Cause if you get to close my niggas might kill ya

(Harve Pierre)
You wanna play around
You wanna play around
Lil Kim:
You don't play around...with me
Lil Kim: da b
No more.......I'll you
Lil the extraodinaire
You don't play around
Lil Lil Cease
You don't wanna around
Lil Coming at ya for the year 2000, the new millenium
You wanna play around...with me
Lil uh
No more.......I'll you
Lil uh

(Lil Kim)
Fuck all yall hoes I blows suits
don't shake my hand
They salute, the
Rich men kiss the back of the hand of the heiness..pocanhantas..mafia behind this
like Utah
Didn't think a ghetto bitch could this far
From pushing buicks to apple red jaguars
think I'm rich
I could rock a fubu suit...a kangol and some cowboy boots
And still be the of the night
I come through
You be on the side holding your like the bums do
Waiting for the queen to put some in it
I out a g and drop it
With a hundred left in my pocket
I promoted shit
So I got to make a
And all the I sends to my mens down in Scarfett
Me and Lil Cease in partners
Laying niggas down like
So us
Like Nikes, we do it
We aint to this shit
We to it
And all the bodies I
I keep them on
So there anniversaries come
We pop
Ask Chrystal, the child Tow dow!
Take it how I it
You shit
We it
forget it

(Puff)
Stop to sound like her too

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