Homie Don't Play That

Don't say I didn't warn ya

About playin' them hoe games

Like callin' me out on my name

Some a y'all are still gonna try to show off

And get busted in ya goddamn mouth

I won't undetstand how a man can call a man

A bitch or a hoe and be playin'

In my book that's a no-no

Your mouth don't write a check that your ass can't cash bro

Pop you on the [?] for what

Niggas done got when they played too much

Willie D'll tap a bitch and that's it

Anything else is punk shit

I'll give you some a this *shots*

And some a this *shots*

Their just special effects but you can bet

I got something to make them hoes ease up off me black

Cause homie don't play that

A lot of suckers got they ass kicked

Cause hard heads and rankin don't mix

But if you gonna cap on each other

You gotta know when it's gettin personal sucker

Instead of eatin up your homeboys grill

See that's how a nigga gettin killed

Fools like to joke when your serious

So to kill the bullshit I stopped fuckin wit her, period

Don't snatch my hat off my head like we're homies

And greet me wit a [?] cause you don't know me

Play with your mother or your father

You ain't got no pussy I don't even wanna be bothered

And you bet' not act like you wanna swang

Cause I'm pretty good with them thangs

So call my bluff, do what you like and

I'ma make you read these Nikes

Wrastlin' ain't masculine

You say you wanna go to war B

Instead of tryin' to test me

Horse playin' like an adolescent

Will get your ass wrapped up like a present

Your compliments ain't nutthin' but a racket

Your whole conversation is plastic

You say you like my new jacket

Jealous motherfucka even sound sarcastic

It's in your voice when we shootin' the shit

Maytag ass nigga ain't nuttin but a bitch

Ain't got no back cause your always frontin' black

Man homie don't play that

I don't play that

Lets take it all the way back

Niggas say I'm crazy

When I say keep your comments about my lady

They say "Your lucky, I wish I had a girl like that"

I never smile cause I know where they hearts is at

All in front of my girl sayin' how pretty she looks

Game recognized, I wrote the book

"Got a good thing, hold tight, don't lose her brother"

You may as well straight up say you wanna fuck her

Still waters run deep man

And ain't nothing worse than one who fronts like a friend

Call your crib when they know you ain't home

Tryin' to rap to your girl on the telephone

Snake in the grass I see him comin

From a mile away I start gunnin'

And everytime one drops

You can see a card wit they face on it in the mailbox

See we ain't that cool

Where you can play wit my girl

And try to get a free feel fool

Or conversate wit us alone

Then I have to step in and stop ya from goin' on and on

With that idle chatter

You say your just bein' friendly ain't that a bitch

You could be my brother, my father, but the fact

Is homie don't play that

I don't play that

Man homie don't play that