paroles de chanson Try - Danism
Daz
The
Dilinger
Gridlock'd
Sndtk.
Don't
Try
To
Play
Me
Homey
Intro-
Yeah,
you
know
what
I'm
sayin.
Mutha
fuckas
in
this
world
tryna
Play
niggaz
out
these
days.
Can't
fuck
around
and
play
niggaz
out
these
Days
niggaz
is
smart
as
a
mutha
fucka.
A
nigga
gotta
make
cash.
Only
Thang
that's
rulin'
this
mutha
fucka
right
now
is
this
strap,
this
weed,
And
this
money
I
got
in
my
pocket.
And
a
nigga
gone
get
mo'
money.
You
Know
what
I'm
sayin'.
Huh,
fucc
that.
Verse
1-
I
hear
some
niggas
come
round
here
talkin'
'bout
what
the
fuck
They
can
do,
but
the
only
thang
I
do
is
realizin'
in
my
crew.
Fuck
these
Snitches,
fuck
these
bitches,
ain't
worth
the
jail
time
bro'.
You
know
These
streets
is
a
mutha
fuckin'
joke
and
that's
the
way
it
goes.
Playa,
Playa,
got
caught
up,
brought
up
the
wrong
way,
but
he
say
the
white
man
Fucked
him
up
and
got
him
actin'
that
way.
You
know
the
homey
who
be
Hangin'
with
the
squad,
lil'
rassi's
tryna
practice
actin'
hard.
Talkin'
'Bout
money,
talkin'
'bout
bitches,
talkin'
'bout
fancy
cars
and
all
That
shit.
Cocaine,
a
pound
of
weed,
and
bitches
suckin'
on
his
dick.
He
Used
to
wanted
to
live
that
way,
ever
since
them
chronic
days,
the
big
Homey
C-Style
put
him
on
19th
street,
got
him
on
his
way.
It
was
cool
'Cause
he
was
finally
one
of
us,
someone
we
could
trust,
later
on
Someone
we
couldn't
trust.
Niggas
got
greedy
seen
us
clockin'
dough
in
This
rap
game,
threatened
to
snitch
if
he
wasn't
rich
in
a
matter
of
Days.
Should
we
kill
him
or
let
him
starve
(kill
him)
Make
you
get
real
Broke
(kill
him)-hell
naw-
this
nigga
gotta
die
right
here
we
ain't
joke
(Hell
yeah)Check
it.
Chorus-Don't
try
to
play
me
homey,
don't
try
to
play
me
what,
don't
try
To
play
me
homey,
who
the
fuck
you
think
I
was.(repeat
twice)
Verse
2-8:
30
in
the
evening
I
got
the
sack
gettin'
me
set,
some
orange
To
get
me
on
my
mind
and
stay
the
just
at
rest.
Cruise
the
neighborhood
Proudly
and
I'm
throwin'
up
my
set,
Dogg
Pound
Gangsta
homeboy
and
don't
You
forget.
I
crack
a
forty
of
that
8 fuck
St.Ides,
I
love
the
taste,
And
my
system
bumpin'
down
the
street
with
nothin'
but
bass.
Me
and
the
Homeys
flossin,
we
tossin'
up
the
city
lookin'
clean
as
fuck,
makin'
Green,
mashin'
as
a
mutha
fuckin'
team.
It
seems
they
always
notice
me
Who
I
am,
got
damn,
tires
poppin'.
Pullin'
up
bumpin'
the
jam,
niggas
Strted
hopeless
shootin.
Scavion
three
chromes-
and
the
sit-uation,
it
Switched
so
fast,
Daz
the
Dilinger,
kickin'
ass.
Steadily
movin'
makin'
Cash.
Later
on
I
bounced
to
the
club
me
and
my
cousin
Rick
and
Snoop,
Top
cousin
Supafly,
Big
Stali
and
Hershay
too.
Cruisin'
up
with
enough
Fools
don't
understand
my
thang,
come
around
here
homeboy
and
you
won't
See
daylight
ever
again.
Come
tote
me
bitch,
come
get
me
rich,
you
know
My
way,
my
game,
let's
split,
you
down
with
this?
Told
you
once
told
you
Twice
told
you
somethin'
ain't
nothin'
but
a
gangsta
party
bumpin'.
Dumpin'
on
some
niggas
after
the
club,
some
niggas
started
Trippin,
niggas
start
set
trippin',
niggas
started
crippin',
started
Bloodin',
started
doin'-whatever
thAT
THEY
WAS
DOIN'
i
WAS
BLASTIN'
THEY
WAS
BLASTIN'
THAT
nigga
Daz
was
outcastin'.
Those
that
try
to
get
up
and
Do
they
thangswang,
bangin'
is
my
thang,
pat-pat,
niggas
tryna
jack,
Niggas
try
to
fuck
my
game.
How
the
fuck
I
feel
homeboy
get
that
8 and
Drink
some
mo'
niggas
won't
stop
mashin'
'til
we
knock
down
every
niggas
Do'.
CHORUS:(repeat
til
end
of
song)
OUTRO:
Uh,
yeah,
and
there
you
have
it,
straight
gangsta
shit
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