Play That Shit (We Don't Play That)

featuring Juvenile Lil' Wayne Musalini Maze (Goldfingaz)

Verse 1:

[Lil' Wayne of the Hot Boys]

They call me the youngest headbuster walkin'

Thugged out and all black calicole sparklin'

A guerilla till I die bless me when I'm death

But for the bread I bring ya anybody head

That's how I play it I don't hold back

I told Dancer be on the spot were ya sold crack

Nigga feel played, they step up and get blown back

I burn 'em twice with a black rusty old Mag

Now block a Nigga, get off me

Verse 2:

[Juvenile of the Hot Boys]

Get some off that, buy the weed and blow that bitch up

Won't play with me, like I'ma choke that bitch up

Keep it on the turf, I might be killin' to get mine

New prints on the back, I make a million big time

I'll always be a thug, until I'm trippin' and crazy

I'ma always stay close with Suga Slim, Wayne and Baby

Runnin' with a team off cut-throats and backsliders

All day bullshittin', necklaces and homicides

Chorus: x4

[Noreaga]

Cash Money Niggas, they don't play that shit

Thugged Out Niggas, we don't play that shit

Verse 3:

[Noreaga]

Thugged Out, Cash Money, ha

B.G, Juvenile ain't funny ha

We try to, get that paper like Bugs Bunny ha

Yo we in the projects with my little honey ha

Yo what up Kiko, you get's real (?)

We got's this, chicks to slauve, that right outta Kansas

Ayyo, these countless bitches

We used to fuck 'em on campus

You my roley, ha, ha

I'm your roley, ha, ha

Fuck with us, you think a Nigga fuckin' holy, ha

Semi, Latin cruise, down the Baton Rouge

Then I, got a Hummer that's sittin' on 32's

But for the hood, we got the eastcoast locked

Magnolia and Iraq, now that's my spots

Come anywhere near there and still be shot

Prat Niggas, shot Niggas, shot Niggas, shot Niggas

Shot, shot

Chorus: x4

Verse 4:

[Musalini of Thugged Out Ent.]

>From N.Y to N.O, Thugged Out and Cash Money

I'm a thug B, how you gonna stop hungry

We eatin' pop doubly and beef, we pop dummies

Run up in hood honey's, it's all good sunny

Throw your sets up Nigga

Throw your side up Nigga

Ride or die young Nigga

Get high young Nigga

Stay fly young Nigga

Do what you gotta, survive young Nigga

Verse 5:

[Maze of Thugged Out Ent.]

Live we fly down in New Orleans

Get it purpulatin'

You smell me, keep that fire green circulating

Thugged Out with Cash Money

Thugs we stash your arm

Weeds get blazed from your face till feet

With us all we stay deep, got beef we're surroundin'

My Niggas cock back Mags from here to sum the houses

Get rocked or get it on if you bout it

Cause boy you're in the zone

You take routes quick like boy Jones

Chorus: x4

Play that shit, play that shit, play that shit