Lil Wyte, DJ Paul - We Ain't Playin' lyrics

We ain't playin'
(hell naw) we ain't playin' (hell naw)
We ain't playin motherfucker we ain't playin'
(hell naw)

Alright, I got a bunch problems throbbing in
My noggin that ain't stopping me
You pooping slugs from your Glock on
Your block I'm staring killing sprees
I'm 23's you 17's on vogues you
Can't weigh up to me
You flex on me but really
It's that hate driving incorrectly
I'm on the road get the fuck up
Out my way I'm coming ho
You thinking we playing with
The words we saying
We ain't playing for all who didn't know
Keeping it real I'm laughing at cha'
I ain't laughing with cha'
I'm glad to get your full attention
Comprehension listen to my opposition
Make some money fuck the honeys twist a
Blunt and pass it to me
Got no time no weak rhymes so when
I write it comes out ebonics
That's the way it's gotta be
Dirty south devoured me
Suddenly thousand miles per hour Renzo's
On and out of me
Ain't hit my peak but I'll keep climbing
Til' my lungs give out on me
Won't take my seat but I'll keep standing
Flaming til' you feel the heat
Competition is what the world revolves
Around so know the score
I'm man the lil mo tasting your plate
Fuck it we ain't playing ho

You ain't scared we ain't scared so
Let's take this out the door
Got your unit let's go do it I
Ain't got no time for hoes
Think we playing we ain't playing and we
Can do this 10 on 4
With all this animosity around me
I'm about to explode
And if I blow it's fo'sho the
Outcome is gonna be crucial
Feeling's mutual and if you say
I'm useful then that's truthful
Bringing it brutal every time pass
I the fucking mic
Soothin' your soul and giving music
That's you guarantee to like
Ain't no stopping there nothing but
Air and opportunity every where
Stop and stare or just take a
Peek at all that isn't fair
Think I care yes sir cause all
This shit is effecting me
I'm gone keep on speaking my mind
Until these folks start respecting me
Neglecting me no more taking that
Motherfuck what cha' say
Tough as nails growing up in
Mempho living in the bay
Mady Gray pick the rapping yes
This nigga had to write
No more joking legally roasting you
Up on track is tight

I got a million categories on
My shit to do list
And plus my anna that's been bottled
Building up through out this
It's gone combine with the bad and
The goods gone get great
Be sad that you ain't make this far
I can't help it that is fate
And plus my legacy been
Charted through untraveled planet
My prophecy got me to where I be
I know you can't stand it
My shit be slamin' like orgasms
Jamin' up in your throat
Open up your release valve so you can
Get a breath fo' you choke
I'm bout to give it like
Some stitches doctors place incisions
Bring up nothing but some fucking pain
On every thang that I'm given
And I got no love for them haters
Tryin to stop what I'm doing
This shit goes on I rap prolong
And best believe I'm pursuing
A higher ground on earth and that's so
Hard cause man ain't got wings
See every one on earth's puppets
Dancing round on strings
You got to grab life by it's neck
And rip it's bones out of socket
Cause if you don't you'll might slip up
And you'll end up out of pocket