Gangsta Boo, Koopsta Knicca, Project Pat - We Ain’t Playin’ lyrics

[Gangsta Boo, Koopsta Knicca, Project Pat - We Ain’t Playin’ lyrics]

Uh, what it's Gangsta Boo ya'll what
It's Hypnotize ya'll what

We ain't playin wit you ho
We ain't playin wit ya
We ain't playin wit you ho
We ain't playin wit ya
We ain't playin wit you ho
We ain't playin wit ya you violatin
Hatin niggas we will kill my friend

Tell me, tell me why you
Why you wanna come against da Boo i'll be
I'll be ready to take the
World world coming soon
To an end, make a nigga bend
Take up out yo shit
Spin yo Benz round and round
Again circles on you tricks
Ms bitch, Gangsta Boo
Whateva call it how it come
If you come the wrong way at
You baby come a gun (pow pow)
Smokin' bitch why you at my crib
You know how it go
I don't fuck with you no more
Than after parties at a show
Diamonds on my wood as I take
Yo hood straight through a storm
BHZ my hood nigga known
For makin' bitches run
Tell yo folk, get yo bitches
Ihate you like I hate the f-
I be getting hi tryin to
Level out you bitches I
Still gonna keep it real
Still gonna get a deal
Still got my niggas looking trill
With the gold grill
Dirty Dirty south represent
It mothafuckin baby
Gangsta Boo da lady represent
The hypnotize baby

Whatchu wanna do with this
Do you wanna see me get
Buck with the quick-en-ess
Put it down on you clowns fast
Is you wit it bitch, be da past bitch
I'm the only bitch that's doin it
Baller hat fit
On my head, is you wit it mane
Cardial frames on my face
Can you dig it mane let you down mane like a
Pilot in a crashing plane
I'm da main bitch in da click
Bringin plenty pain (what a damn shame)
Brought da flame to da hydro
Hit it hit it slow
Wanna 'bow, watch da water flow
Blew up in this ho
Tryin to tell you what you wanna know
Now you fuckin knows like a pro
Is you wit it though, yeah you wit it
Baby lady in da s-ski getting money
You be looking real bummy, kinda dummy
You think I won't leave you bloody and muddy
Real chick from da southside of da uni-verse


For you niggas with that anna
Actin if you got some drama ask up
My dick right in you bitches baby mommas
See what up da butt or will
I kill da other bitch
What kinda skinny tell me can
I flex and kick it
Since you think I'm jokin now you
Tryin to pull you blow
Once you waste the freaky slut the first
Thing they gon say is 'What?'
Oh how you get da chewin so
To me it's just ridiculous
With the tat RIP on her tity
Fuck that nigga was he an escape convict
Shit let me hit it got yo
Peep out for da stab
I fuck her like a boxer what and wet ya
Wit an upper-cut and then a jab and
I ain't playin why you have
Some babies by dem hoes
Was he walk straight on my porch or
Did he go straight out the window
Was cold, Oh no
Blast that?tec? and made her holla
I be swingin at a bitch like a
Nigga tryin to hit at Pinada
Screamin "Stop it!" take my dick
Up out her clit
We be chattin' in yo face and be
Laughin' like we never did shit

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