Meek Mill - We Don’t Play lyrics

No we don't play that
No we don't no we don't play that
We creep low on these haters
We see them it's homicide
That chopper get to rocking approach
Them the hollows fly

Death to all Po green grass roses
From where the summer nights
Can get the coldest when them goons come out
You pussies getting nervous
But they know somebody about to get murdered
You heard me all black mini mac whole fifty
Four pound spin a nigga around like he dizzy
I look a nigga square in his
Eye see if he strizzy
If he ain't walk up on him
Snatch his life like gimme
Its going to be a murder if I get the word of
Niggas talking reckless about me
I show up to your crib Glock Rugar
Niggas aiming at your head trying
To catch a first degree blat!

I don' even have to trap
I shoot the dice off
Day a nigga ask get cracked that's a fact
I keep this forty under the
Bed one in the head
Ready to go letting them know
Don't bring it here
You got a problem with ok we can handle that
Never been scared I've been
Prepared for the combat
Let them attack watch them counter react
Like an animal ain't too many
Niggas that can handle you
They thinking that it's bullet proof but
I don't think they bullet proof
Let's see how bullet proof you are when
I put this bullet through your roof
Cal 40 barking like a Rottweil
Howling at the moon I'm a goon I be outside

Y'all ready this it we rolling
You know what I mean
About to get the fuck out of here man
Had to do a little damage
Hold y'all down to Flamers 3
I know I came a little late
But this just the warm up
You know what I mean
You know how the basketball players come
Out and they just shooting around
Dunking and shit
Doing layups, this the warm up
Get ready for Flamers 3 nigga october 20th
Is you niggas hating cause you mad or
Is you mad cause you hating flamers!