Memphis Bleek - They'll Never Play Me lyrics

This for my thug, thug Drug, drug And guns, guns Come on, come on Come on, it's the ROC n***a Yo, yo Ayo n***as wanna hate me cause I run thugs Show no love and my guns bust And I got your b**h on my nuts and I push two trucks You n***as out here gone do what? Nothing but talk about it You n***as ain't bout it, bout it You see Bleek J-I-G from the hat to sneaks Dem them jordans but what's important You n******gs scheming I told y'all, I got my mind right And my money right I brought a new tech and believe my sh** air right The game n***a love it, leave it It ain't gone change n***a From my hood to your hood This sh** the same n***a You see me hopping out Coping that Bel –v I ride for my family f** could you tell me Its ROC La Familia No one down with us No one ride with us No one side with us We came gunning Busting f** it, it aint nothing I got mine now get yours And n***a stop frontin' 1 - Still these n******gs hate me But I sit back and laugh I got cash, I play the back And I be counting my math And they will never play me I got guns, I got ones, I got sons I got n***as who could get that done And still these n******gs hate me But I sit back and laugh I got cash, I play the back And I be counting my math And they will never play me I got guns, I got ones, I got sons I got n***as who could get that done Yo, ayo I get's it crunk with that pump Or letting that pistol blow n***as hate but I'm sticking this dick down they b**hes throat I hear them saying He only sold half a mill You know what I'm saying n***a I spend half your deal So go ahead with that dumb sh** I push tinted SUV's Which is one b**h With that fifth in just one clip My fans asking me bleek, you dissing squads? Ma im dissing everyone And everyone feel they involve Who ever hating Contemplating about my situations Wanna know my moves Wanna find out if a n***a station Wanna know the co'ds Wanna know if I get low my company Do I got chrome n******g don't compare me to Jay-Z I pop my collar, hollar All about the drama blowing scama Pockets stay filled with that good marijuana But you lames hating Cause I'm in the lake on them daytons Taking pictures, hitting switches Pulling over bad b**hes I'm laying right My dogs stay they eating right Guns looking right And dog I bust them right For that brick For that check For that coke For that flow Dog I let's them go Set up shop and blow Repeat 1