Rap-a-Lot Records - Stop Playin' lyrics

[Scarface] That n***a Roy Jones slapped the sh** outta some ho last night Ho was all off in the n***a face man, talkin' bout That ho was talkin' bout, talkin' bout, talkin' bout Ha, ha what that ho was talkin' bout Roy Ya just slapped the b**h huh, f** it uh [Verse 1: Scarface] Two of the coldest off in the game to ever touch it First n***as to talk sh** and the last ones to f** with Bring n***as to rough it Keepin' you b**hes at a hush hush Cause y'all don't wanna f** with us We dangerous, you don't wanna bang with us You n***as ain't come as hard as you claim you was What chu' think this was, some n***as rhymin' on a rap song Dancin' on the video, lookin' like Arsenio Really though, I spank n***as a**es on microphones Then I bust they a** in the chops like Roy Jones Once again it's on, it's a must I keep it poppin' Right hand followed by hook and ya can't stop it I use rappers like spark plugs Give em' a chance to get they hands out Then pick they a** up off the canvas Man what, if you ain't in the game then don't play it Ain't tryin' to get ya a** knocked out then don't say sh** Wrong n***as to play with Ya need to cease with all that bumpin' Fore I whip yo a** like you stole something, playin' [Soundclip: Roy Jones Jr.] We got this sparring partner dude, he used to box He's pretty good, and uh I beat the sh** outta of him the one day man I was just tearing his a** up So they in the back shooting pool right And uh, somebody said something to my friend Was like come to the front, man why you going up there He said man I'm going to get my pistol And the dude I had punched was shooting pool right, ha ha ha He stopped and started punching And I started whipping him like that [* Laughter *] [Verse 2: Roy Jones Jr.] Two of the realest from this street thang, just lockin' it down Face, that's my ace but I got other dudes that be knockin' em down By the pound, pound for pound, now how this sound Scarface and R.J. hookin' up, J knowin' underground But on the surface, we still gon' work these n***as, don't sweat it And you think you thinkin' about crossin' this duo, forget it Cause you can bet it's gonna be disaster when legends strike Face super-tight on the mic and hot damn I can fight So what would you like We can do it on wax or on the canvas But how would we do it, n***as won't be able to stand it Now how you manage to let me and Face put this sh** together The best of the best in the studio and we still gettin' better Ain't no lackin' y'all thought we was slackin' sh**, Face packin' R.J. on the side cause he know I got the bra** backin' I can handle sh** with this lead hook or this straight right hand But when it come down to this rap sh**, I think I got the right man [Soundclip: Roy Jones Jr.] Tell them n***as how mad I was when you hit the floor man I damn near, man I was so motherf**ing mad man I said quit playing man He was playing, I'll kick his teeth in man I was like quit playing man, whip that n***a a**, quit playing man