Dont Play No Games Lyrics by C-murder

Dont Play No Games Lyrics

    Bra, why you talkin' that shit, huh?
    (what? you heard me)
    Take this shit to the streets right now (you heard me)
    All that yappin' and no action ain't called for, you dig?
    (for real)(what's happenin')

    You don't wanna fuck with c (bad motherfuckers)
    You don't wanna fuck with me (just a bunch of bad motherfuckers)
    You don't wanna go to war (bunch of bad motherfuckers)

    [c-murder]

    Don't play no games, cuz boy we be bout killin'
    You ain't got shit to die for you shouldn't be livin'
    Get rid the fuckin' smirk ain't a damn thing funny
    All my niggas know we live for weed and money
    Platinum and vogues on the walls of my company
    Cuz tru niggas live life motherfuckin' g's
    Presidents and playin' in every resident
    Cuz pumpin' no limit shit is essential
    I make money off the words that i speak
    I flip a cassette like i used to flip a quarter key
    The rap game is like standin' on a block
    Every tape i sell is like a motherfuckin' dime rock
    Give me the money so you can keep the bitches
    They don't play no game c-murder bout his riches
    The money talk and bullshit walks pay to get delt with
    And haters get they ass kicked

    (chorus)
    Don't play no games boy, we be bout killin'
    Just a bunch of bad motherfuckers just a bunch of thug niggas
    Don't play no games boy, we be bout killin'
    Bunch of bad motherfuckers just a bunch of thug niggas

    [mystikal]

    A whole bunch of bad motherfuckers
    Ya we bad watch us i ain't playin' with your bitch ass
    Even if i smoke weed all day drankin' on king cobra
    My eyes red my head bad i still fuck over ya
    You know the name you know the game and the pain
    Bitches still the same bigger bank higher rank
    Whatcha thank your head i like your shit don't stank
    But you're gettin' spanked i'm gonna get at yours forgot that thank
    You bitch who wrong move i'm gone get you
    ???? you mental but you been through
    Fuck what your friend do and who you came to

    (chorus)

    [silkk the shocker]

    We bout murder money weed ammunition guns and drugs
    Fake niggas stand correct show my real niggas some love
    Mrs. thug i live the life of a motherfuckin' thug
    7 digits bigger niggas still fightin' in clubs
    You think you saw the worst bitch the worst is yet to fuckin' come
    Up jump and take everyone and your best to fucking run
    Shoot first ask questions later
    Quick before i lose ya ask what time it fuckin' was
    I guess when you're too paranoid smokin' too much motherfuckin' bud
    Don't play no games bitch respect the name bitch
    Fuck who you came with and fuck what you sayin' bitch
    You heard of mystikal, heard of p, heard of me, and heard of c
    Either we solo or we ridin' thirty-d you can't stop me i know
    All they can do is watch me drop ya with your eyes closed
    In a project curb apartment motherfuckin' dealin'
    You wanna know why we ain't smilin' cuz we thugs we mugs
    Ain't nothin' bout being friendly

    (chorus)(2x)


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