Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Playin Yaself

Yo, are you a pimp, a No I'm not
Are you a man, and can you alone
a man has to sometimes? Yes I can

Are you willing, to go out
And the lives of our children
Even if it means losin' own life? Yes I am
I you Jeru, you're ready
You've no-no-nothin' to worry

Now, I don't a Lex
Others had their turn to flex, Jeru is up
All, these so players up in the rap game
Got brothers on the corner sellin' cocaine

It used to be La and, Jim Hats
But now it's Uzis Macs and, G-packs of
Everybody's psycho or some type of good
But me, I keep it that's all swine like Jello

Don't Cristal, and I can't stand Mo
Never received for movin' a kilo
Or an ounce, 'em bounce to this fake-pimp free flow
I knew hustlers, confessed in stereo

Or on get caught you'll know who turned
evidence, murder weapon, confession and fingerprints
Mama always said, "Watch what out your mouth"
Tight case for the D A here to down South

Knowledge wisdom understanding King Solomon's wealth
You're a player but only because you be yourself

With all that Big Willie talk, hop, ya playin'
With all that big gun talk, bop, ya yaself
With all that rah rah rah, ya yaself
Ya playin' yaself, ya playin'

all that rah rah rah, ya playin' yaself
With all that big gun talk, bop, ya yaself
With all that Big talk hop, ya playin yaself
Ya playin' yaself, ya yaself

Now these ladies is lookin' from city to city
I a few I met, around the country
The nitty gritty, it's all reality, no
Actual fact tight jeans cause yeast infections

And sisters good minds get no respect when
Their ass is all hangin' out, playin' the bar
Of the club shake what mama gave ya, back to the lab
I drop the truth, 'cause is more than just my craft

Or a way to get ass or fast cash or
Black women, make you're respected
When is kickin' that old off the wall shit,
Let 'em know jump, "Dead it", you're not ignorant

Knowledge, wisdom, understandin' is the key to
Put clothes on that ass if you respect yourself

those hooker type wears, hon, ya playin' yaself
With those skin tight jeans, baby, ya playin'
Everythin' all exposed ya playin'
Ya playin' yaself, ya playin'

Everythin' all exposed ya playin'
With those skin tight jeans, baby, ya playin'
With those hooker wears, hon, ya playin' yaself
Ya playin' yaself, ya playin'

Now, I don't a tec, bubble drugs
In the projects, or use mics to sex
Niggaz, is all about this
So ying yang, it's ridiculous

If you got so cheese where are the black distributors
And these record shake 'em down like mobsters
But impostors, commercial locks are not rastas
Always moves, never, makin' moves

Asses shake, bottles pop, the government is down
You fools, you work all and give the devil
Back his for jewels
And the steak on your plate is with chemicals
Still, brothers leave brothers all battered and

On the streets won't see on my feet
The race is on, but I won't compete in this
Because I have a mission
I hope that you

Knowledge, wisdom and understanding brings, life and health
Think anything and ya playin' yaself

So all that Big Willie talk, hop, ya, yaself
And all those skin tight jeans, hon, ya playin'
And all that rah rah rah, ya, playin'
Ya, playin' yaself, ya, playin'

And all those type wears, baby, ya playin' yaself
And all that big gun talk money, ya playin'
all exposed, ya playin' yaself
Ya playin' yaself, ya yaself

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