Y2K-1 the game has just begun
Go down S.U.C. don't play won't play
All day hogging better get it
Go get it and come back with it
2001 living in big houses big Benzes
Mr. 3-2 gon get paid to the ending
Mind on winning big faces spending
The thug life of men is
Mashing but no chicken
Yellow bone women or the sugar browns
Sweet blacks
Bring my stacks back from out of town
You know how I get down
Real down and dirty
Mafia lifestyle
I don't think that you heard me
We gangstas still moving birdies
Till thangs get better
Cheddar recognize cheddar
I'm a big head go-getter
In any kind of weather
'Cause I'm a universal playa
Able to blend in
In the ditch or anywhere
Baby I'm a baller
You ain't recognize that
I stay looking good
And my bank account fat
So pull out the red plack
I'ma take my respect
'Cause I'm real to this game
A true O.G. vet
Won't play don't play
Never did ever since a little bitty kid
Won't play don't play
Never did ever since a little bitty kid
Mob with us or get mobbed over
You should of listened
To what your mama told ya
Mob bosses accepting no losses in the struggle
Let your mouth overlook your ass
You in trouble
Don't play won't play never did
Split your wig smoke a cig
Do you dig
What I'm saying I ain't playing
I'll get the gat and start spraying
So start praying
Gun in my lap
As I quietly creep
I'm 'bout to roll down the window
And put the whole block to sleep
I'm playing for keeps
I'm in this shit to win
Like a gauge spinning slugs
Straight through your abdomen
A right cross through your chin
God forgive me for my sins
But niggas don't comprehend
That I don't have no friends
Representing dead end
Till the casket close
And real playas get chose
But f**k these nothing-ass hoes
H-A-Dub-K till I'm old and grey
And if you get out of line
It's may-day may-day
You better move out my way
When you cross me in these streets
Or back-back back-back
And give me fifty feet
Won't play don't play
Never did ever since a little bitty kid
Won't play don't play
Never did ever since a little bitty kid
Mob with us or get mobbed over
You should of listened
To what your mama told ya
Mob bosses accepting no losses in the struggle
Let your mouth overlook your ass
You in trouble
Don't play won't play
Never did my n***a
Hogging since a kid my n***a
In your face with Street Game
B-Zo got official
Gulf Coast Texas raised rich n***a
That's that n***a untamed
With my partna Jack Tripper
That really don't play
Run around with a gauge
To get that AK n***a top done raised
Put on them Gucci shades up on it displays
We don't play never did
Pop the lid it sooths the soul
H-A-W-K make them pay the toll
Southside still hold
You niggas and b***h no friends
That's straight from my T. Lady
Straight to my kid
I won't play cocked and ready
From my partna hard boy
For realer life Street Game
n***a that's my entourage
Don't forget about my click n***a
They stay on the thoed
I won't say your name n***a
You know how it go we don't play n***a
Won't play don't play
Never did ever since a little bitty kid
Won't play don't play
Never did ever since a little bitty kid
Mob with us or get mobbed over
You should of listened
To what your mama told ya
Mob bosses accepting no losses in the struggle
Let your mouth overlook your ass
You in trouble
