Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Playin Games

Shit nigga, a ho is a ho, a ho a
I'm strictly referring to them niggaz, feel me?
I go by the name of boy Diddy
This is my man Fatboy, you
niggaz, that's right, heh

Yeah, I pull up with my niggaz, you know on and poppin'
I'm the fattest mack, so watchin'
My ain't scuffed, I go "I got enough"
That kind that make you choke, everytime you a puff

Them real playaz chief it, nothin' but ballers it
You could smell it on my clothes so it ain't no
Rag on my head, braids to the
Gimme that Goose and put that 'gnac back

I'm on level, bitches I got several
Don't try to rob me, I got heavy metal
You in the now, you underground now
Can't make a sound now, you clown now?

Stop games, ho
about that money you makin'
You games, ho
Ain't no talkin' or fakin'

Stop games, ho
It's about the you livin'
You games, ho
Look at all this money you

playin' games, ho
It's about that money you
You games, ho
'bout no talkin' or fakin'

Stop games, ho
It's the life you livin'
You games, ho
Look at all this money you

Yo, what's the pimpin', I'm so for real pimpin'
I get my Cinderella with unbroken pimpin'
I a big truck with some big rims
I get my dick sucked when I out the Benz
Switchin' CD's DVD's

Now MLK in my SUV
Pigeons jockin' me, they wanna ride me
You gotta be ho, like Bobby Brownin' wit' me
I'm not gorilla pimpin' but I them killas wit' me
Yo you for real nigga, you can deal wit me?

You got a of guns, you know a couple of dudes
You need to shut mouth, this what you need to do

playin' games, ho
It's that money you makin'
You games, ho
Ain't no talkin' or fakin'

Stop games, ho
It's about the you livin'
You games, ho
Look at all this you missin'

playin' games, ho
It's about that money you
You games, ho
Ain't 'bout no talkin' or

playin' games, ho
It's about the you livin'
You games, ho
at all this money you missin'

Listen carefully, tell you somethin'
This is dedicated, to niggaz out there bumpin'
too much, fakin', shakin', frontin'
You got a lot to say and nobody ask you nothin'

get yo' jaw broke, might get yo' wig split
Might get yo' car shot up, might get yo' dough
get you kidnapped, might get yo' neck snapped
Don't get your hurt thinkin' this is just a rap

To all you little mamas, that get my number
After the show is over, you wanna on over
You sip Mo', you wanna smoke 'dro
Ask me twenty questions, this ain't no talk

I'm not ya boyfriend, I'm not ya
I'm not ya daddy, I'm not ya best friend
need no best man, don't need no wedding band
Close ya mouth and listen close to what I'm

playin' games, ho
It's about money you makin'
You games, ho
Ain't 'bout no talkin' or

Stop games, ho
about the life you livin'
You games, ho
at all this money you missin'

Stop games, ho
It's that money you makin'
You games, ho
Ain't no talkin' or fakin'

playin' games, ho
It's about the you livin'
You games, ho
Look at all this money you

Stop games, ho
You games, ho
Stop games, ho
You games, ho

Stop games, ho
You games, ho
playin' games, ho
You games, ho

Stop games, ho
You games, ho
Stop games, ho
You games, ho

Stop games, ho
You games, ho
Stop games, ho
You games, ho

playing games, ho
Now playin'
(I ain't playin y'all)