I only fuck wit those, who only fuck wit meA sucka' play for games, a main play for keepsI keeps me a nine millimeter just in caseA cowards in my faceThese bullets he gon tasteA waste of your life, steppin' wrong, I'm on treesBest to leave me alone, best to go make some cheeseEnemies come in all shapes, forms, sizes, colorsCould be your best friend, cousin, or brothersI rob'em all, just to see who got the fattest stackWalked in the bank, put the loot in the Kroger sackSlapped on the guard four times fo'Ђ™ he passed outEyes on the blow and my pockets was assed outHad on a trench coat, wig and some gogglesIf you resist, you may not see tomorrowI'm in there, outta there the police couldn't get meBut I made a slip up: had a trick wit me.Chorus X2:Don't turn around (Give me the fuckin' cheese trick)Don't make a sound (Show me where them keys at)Lay it on the ground (knowing that your pockets fat)For I buck you down (and I'm quicks to do that)Nigga starting braggin' in his hood bout the robberyWasn't long then, for somebody dropped the dime on meIma be the one they can't get to, they picked the boy upRun his mouth just like a fool, he gonna get me fucked upBut, Ima have to get to him before the police do-aCaught up with him night and day, not him and his crew-aSprang down Chelsie Ave. Kinda in the eveningFor this muhfuckas death, dawg I was fiend'nHe was looking at me strange, like Ima catchaI done hopped out with the thang, lemme holla at cha,Foo, where you been dog? (My momma got sick, main!)Fuck that got to do wit chu? (Hold up I ain't your bitch, main!)I heard you been talking your muh-fuckin' lips loose (Nah, it ain't like that dawg, I ain't no damn fool)Looking in his eyes, I could see that he was so scaredI squeezed on the trigga with the gun to his for-head.[Chorus: X2]Blew the top out his skull, now they want me deadAll the niggas in his hood, police and the fedsStepped out of Westwood, way out of the sideOn the other side of town, somewhere I can hideI done threw my life away, hunted by them by pigsRobbing every other day, drops in off my nigThey done found my whereabouts, bouts to do me inKickin in the front door, and I was in the denSk was under the couch, snatch it off the whamOpen fire on them hoes, I didn't give a damnBlood stream was full of dope, pump off coca leafFeds had me under a scope, and an infrared beamRifle bullet threw my throat, chokin, hit tha floGunpowder in my mouth, knockin' heavens doorStreet life done took me out, and that shit ain't fakeI done fuck myself off, cause a bad mistake
Lyrics by Project Pat
'Cause I'm A Playa [Clean] 2 Dollar Niggas 2 Dollar Niggas [Clean] 201 Phone Call (Skit) 528-Cash 90 Days Aggravated Robbery Ass Clap Ballers Ballers Outro Cash Money Mix Ballers (Original) Ballers / Outro Cash Money Mix Ballers \/ Outro Cash Money Mix Bang Bang, Smack Smack (Feat. Gucci Mane) Been Gettin' Money Been Gettin' Money (Feat. Three Six Mafia) Been Gettin' Money Featuring Three 6 Mafia Been Gettin' Money Bitch Smackin Killa Break Da Law 2001 Bye Bye Catch A Hot One Cause Im A Playa Cheese & Dope Cheese & Dope Cheese And Dope Chicken Head Chickenheads Chiefin Choices Choose U Choppers Cocaine Cocaine [Clean] Counting Money County Jail Crack A Head Crash Da Clubs Dick Eatin Dog Dis Bitch, Dat Hoe Don't Bite The D Don't Call Me No Mo Don't Save Her Don't Turn Around Don't Save Her Dope Boy Easily Executed Everyday Extra Fight Finna Start Robbing Flashin' Flippin N Stackin (nr. 7) Fuck A Bitch Fuckin' With The Best Fuckin' With The Best Gang Signs Gas Gel And Weave Gel And Weave Get Down Get That Up Off Ya Gettin Cash Getting Cash Ghetto Type Broad Ghetty Green Gold Shine Good Googly Moogly Good Googly Moogly Featuring Three 6 Mafia Good Weed Gorilla Pimp Hate My Swag High Off The Ground How It Goes In The Gutta I Ain't Goin' Back To Jail I Ain't Going Back To Jail I Ain't Going Back To Jail I Don't Need You I Keep That I'm A Playa I'm Mo I'm Mo If You Ain't From My Hood If You Ain't From My Hood Kick Door Kush Ups Life We Live MAke A Sell Make Dat Ass Clap Make Dat Azz Clap (Back Clap) Marijuana MAsk Up Mission Impossible Mission Impossible (Pt. 5 Million) (Outro) Motivated Mouth Write A Check Never Scared Nigga Got Popped Niggas Got Me Fucked Up No Mirage North Memphis North North North, North Pt. 2 On Nigga Ooh Nuthin' Ooh Nuthin' Out There Out There, Pt. 1 (Skit) Out There, Pt. 2 (Skit) Pint Of Lean Posse Song Powder Purple (Feat. Beanie Sigel Purple Featuring Beanie Sigel Purple Stuff Remix Puttin Hoez On Da House Raised In The Projects Real Killas Don’t Talk Red Rum Represent It Ridin Swervin Ridin' Clean Rinky Dink Whatever Ho Rinky Dink / Whatever Ho Rinky Dink \/ Whatever Ho Rinky Dink II We're Gonna Rumble Rinky Dink II / We're Gonna Rumble Rinky Dink II \/ We're Gonna Rumble Roll Wit It Rubberband Me Run A Train Shake That Ass Show Dem Golds Show Your Golds Shut Ya Mouth, Bitch Ski Mask Slangin' Rocks Slangin' Rocks Smoke & Get High Smoke & Get High Smoke And Get High Smokin Out Smokin' Out So High Still Ridin' Clean Still Ridin' Clean Stop No Show Sucks On Dick Talkin' Smart Tell Tell Tell (Stop Snitchin') Tell Tell Tell (Stop Snitchin') That Drank Them O's This Pimp Tops Drop Twerk It U Know Where I'm At Boy Up There We Ain't Scared Ho We Ain't Scared Ho We Can Get Gangsta We're Gonna Rumble We're Gonna Rumble Weak Niggaz Weed Smoke (nr. 15) Weed Smoke (Remix) What Money Do What Money Do [Clean] What You Said Whatever Ho Whole Lotta Weed Y'all Niggaz Ain't No Killaz, Y'all Niggaz Some Ho Y'all Niggaz Ain't No Killaz, Y'all Niggaz Some Ho... Y'all Niggaz Ain't No Killaz, Y'all… Y'all Niggaz Ain't No Killaz, Y'all... You Know The Biss You Like You Like [Clean]