Merky ACE, M.I.K - Play No Games lyrics
[Merky ACE, M.I.K - Play No Games lyrics]
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
I'm from South London where the mandem bang
Beef can get ended with a dirty hand
You can have a hundred man
Rolling around in a stupid gassed-up gang
Swing for the dirty strap
Screams, everybody starts spread
Just like jam
If you wanna beef online, that's cool
You'll be the one getting smoked like ham
Crash, crash, bang, bang
Everybody run, everybody splurt
Everybody dooks, everybody scram
Leave your forehead looking like cheese flan
Shotgun's like getting hit by a van
Tek a boy straight off the
Spot where he stands
Feds put white chalk right where he lands
Crash, crash, bang, bang
Bang, bang, crash, crash
Everybody run, everybody splurt
Everybody dooks, everybody dash
Leave your forehead with a gaping gash
No streaker but you might see a flash
Thinking you're hard 'cause you
Got a new coupe?
I'll just leave your brains on your dash
Car, car, crash, crash
Crash, crash, car, car
Everybody run, everybody splurt
Everybody dooks, dooks real far
Leave your forehead with a permanent scar
Par, come to where you jam like jar
Boom, left in the sky with the stars
When you come back down
You won't know where you are
Red, red, rah, rah rah, rah, red, red
Everybody run, everybody splurt
Everybody dooks, everybody dead
Leave your whole head with no forehead
Lift man right off the ground when he treads
When he comes back down, he will be dead
Lifeless dredge
Bruv, didn't you hear what I said?
Hear what I said, he'll be dead
Bu boom, boom-bu boom, five of the lead
Zu-zoom, zoom-zu-zoom, scope is red
I will scope his head, scope his arm
Scope his leg, scope his chest
Bullet in the heart
That's a hole in the crest
What, think that you're better than me?
Clap, now you're dead like the rest
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Ergh oK, OK, OK then
Man wanna come here hyping to me
And I'll dun man on the
Spot where he's standing
Big shotgun push a man off the landing
No UV light but I still tanned him
Shells will push your rasclart in the air
Make you do a 360 and a backflip
Whack, straight on your face
That's a perfect landing
If it's a rival and I can't stand him
Put him through walls like the Levi advert
It's all your fault, why did he chat nerd?
Why did he say that the ACE cannot merk?
Roll with the stars, don't mean Converse
War? Guaranteed mad ting
Just like Giggs, I will grab him and stab him
Ergh flew on my gloves and turned up phantom
Start letting off big shots at random
ACE is a maniac like Brandon
Straight from Lewisham, not Camden
Bait face on the road in London
But, I've got a big tool that will dun dem
If you're an OG, then come, then
Ergh, ergh, ergh, ergh
Hold tight my gangsters going on raw
Hold tight my jail heads, bang your cell door
Hold tight my grinders, never been poor
Hold tight all of my dargs that are dead
Before I drink 'gnac, I pour it on the floor
I send this one out to my real shooters
That all started from a rebore ergh
Certified shanker, yeah, that's me
Dun know, I feel at home with the bore
In Year 9, I was kicking off jaws
Now it's '09, I'm letting off saws
Leaving guys in a mess on the floor
Blood pour, serious war
I don't think dem man want it no more
I don't think dem man want it no more
I don't think dem man want it no more
Dem man are now seeing what I saw
Shotgun turn a man's face jigsaw
Dun know, ACE is bad to the bone
Dun know, ACE is raw to the core
Dun know, ACE will draw the big ting
That will leave you and your
Whole crew on the floor
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
I'm from South London where the mandem bang
Beef can get ended with a dirty hand
You can have a hundred man
Rolling around in a stupid gassed-up gang
Swing for the dirty strap
Screams, everybody starts spread
Just like jam
If you wanna beef online, that's cool
You'll be the one getting smoked like ham
Crash, crash, bang, bang
Everybody run, everybody splurt
Everybody dooks, everybody scram
Leave your forehead looking like cheese flan
Shotgun's like getting hit by a van
Tek a boy straight off the
Spot where he stands
Feds put white chalk right where he lands
Crash, crash, bang, bang
Bang, bang, crash, crash
Everybody run, everybody splurt
Everybody dooks, everybody dash
Leave your forehead with a gaping gash
No streaker but you might see a flash
Thinking you're hard 'cause you
Got a new coupe?
I'll just leave your brains on your dash
Car, car, crash, crash
Crash, crash, car, car
Everybody run, everybody splurt
Everybody dooks, dooks real far
Leave your forehead with a permanent scar
Par, come to where you jam like jar
Boom, left in the sky with the stars
When you come back down
You won't know where you are
Red, red, rah, rah rah, rah, red, red
Everybody run, everybody splurt
Everybody dooks, everybody dead
Leave your whole head with no forehead
Lift man right off the ground when he treads
When he comes back down, he will be dead
Lifeless dredge
Bruv, didn't you hear what I said?
Hear what I said, he'll be dead
Bu boom, boom-bu boom, five of the lead
Zu-zoom, zoom-zu-zoom, scope is red
I will scope his head, scope his arm
Scope his leg, scope his chest
Bullet in the heart
That's a hole in the crest
What, think that you're better than me?
Clap, now you're dead like the rest
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Ergh oK, OK, OK then
Man wanna come here hyping to me
And I'll dun man on the
Spot where he's standing
Big shotgun push a man off the landing
No UV light but I still tanned him
Shells will push your rasclart in the air
Make you do a 360 and a backflip
Whack, straight on your face
That's a perfect landing
If it's a rival and I can't stand him
Put him through walls like the Levi advert
It's all your fault, why did he chat nerd?
Why did he say that the ACE cannot merk?
Roll with the stars, don't mean Converse
War? Guaranteed mad ting
Just like Giggs, I will grab him and stab him
Ergh flew on my gloves and turned up phantom
Start letting off big shots at random
ACE is a maniac like Brandon
Straight from Lewisham, not Camden
Bait face on the road in London
But, I've got a big tool that will dun dem
If you're an OG, then come, then
Ergh, ergh, ergh, ergh
Hold tight my gangsters going on raw
Hold tight my jail heads, bang your cell door
Hold tight my grinders, never been poor
Hold tight all of my dargs that are dead
Before I drink 'gnac, I pour it on the floor
I send this one out to my real shooters
That all started from a rebore ergh
Certified shanker, yeah, that's me
Dun know, I feel at home with the bore
In Year 9, I was kicking off jaws
Now it's '09, I'm letting off saws
Leaving guys in a mess on the floor
Blood pour, serious war
I don't think dem man want it no more
I don't think dem man want it no more
I don't think dem man want it no more
Dem man are now seeing what I saw
Shotgun turn a man's face jigsaw
Dun know, ACE is bad to the bone
Dun know, ACE is raw to the core
Dun know, ACE will draw the big ting
That will leave you and your
Whole crew on the floor
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, I don't really play no games
Dun know, dun know dun know, dun know
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