E-40, Young Bari, Roach Gigz - Play Too Much lyrics

[E-40, Young Bari, Roach Gigz - Play Too Much lyrics]

This is an emergency tempo
Has reached critical level
Yeah 40 in this motherfucker
We got Young Bari in this
Thang you understand that
We got my nigga Young
Stanley Roach Gigz nigga
You feel finna show up and show out
On you bitch ass niggas man
You nigga play too much betta
Listen up man look

Called up ya friends up on
Facebook the lense is missing
If I take my jewelry to cash for
Gold I’ll probably get a million
Kept it a trillion we went
Out the trenches of cali
The flat lands and the alleyways
We play with them AKs
The monsters they raised up out
The V I’m a boss i start havin steak and
Lobster with hollandaise sauce
Growing up in that new
Thang that Louboutin truck
Hella pea in that butter they
Say I play too much
I see more keys than a Janitor
Pack more tools than a carpenter
Your bitch want me in her mouth
Like I’m a throat lozengers
We fucked on her mama’s couch nothing proper
Ratchet little chick I let her slobber
I proposed to my street sign when I was 9
I don’t see her as much as I
Used to but she still mine
I am the ghetto what you thought rewind
Bitch my ghetto past can never be declined
Fuckin with it I’m in it to win it
Like it’s the pin it skys the limit
I’m doing this shit independent
The landlord not the tenant thinkin bout
Runnin for senate reinvent it
Been doing this shit for a minute

I ain't gotta say too much caz
I’m a real man they play you play too much
Stop playin wit me playin wit me
We play too much stop playin
With me playin wit me
I play too much, stop playin wit me playin

Y-O-UNG B-A-RI is who I be
I’d rather be no one else
And before I love her amma love myself
So clean but the girls say I’m dangerous
I give yoy numbers to hit
They left overs to us
I done been there done that so run that
Why you wanna play with me
Where the tongue at
You going respect this here I don’t need you
Ari ari my dear I live with no
Fear I live with no doubts
Follow a real one you takin the wrong route
You hurting you never hurting me
I’m who you wanna see, who you wanna be
I don’t know what it is but they loving me
I’m never new to this true to this GOD
I’m south san fransis I ain't gotta say
Man you know what it is
I ain't playing with em with em and
I think I’m bout to trip
40 my big homie man we handle biz

I ain't gotta say too much caz
I’m a real man they play you play too much
Stop playin wit me playin wit me
We play too much stop playin
With me playin wit me
I play too much, stop playin wit me playin

Ay unc this shit bump
All the bubba gump selling drugs on the stump
I’m a player and they play too much
Last one in the room neva say too much
Pretty as a flower a bouquet a bunch
I wake up and hussle before ya daily blunt
I ain't acting mulla only thing on my medulla
Hallelujah I’ll school I teach ya
How to get it
I don’t even need the credit forget
Don’t sweat all gas in the
Fast lane fly Bay shit
And they lookin like a crash
Plane or a wreck train
I’m one of a kind poking out like a neck vein
Stay here forever like a fuckin cement name
Gun Bay repin move with a message
The bullshit can’t still me
Peace and love I’m a hippy all
Gin no whiskey like freshwater pussy
Don’t go where’s it’s fishy hit it one
Time now this hoe wanna miss me
You playin I’m saying I’m 25
Up all night Benny style
Lookin for a betty Booper or
Jezzy and the fuckin troops

I ain't gotta say too much caz
I’m a real man they play you play too much
Stop playin wit me playin wit me
We play too much stop playin
With me playin wit me
I play too much, stop playin wit me playin

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