Play for keeps (feat. RandoNumbaNine)
- LA Capone
[Verse 1] L'A CaponeWe play for keepsThe whole hood know meNo new niggas, they ain’t on the block making guap trying to feed the teamGot a Motherfucking dot, no circleBig thirty hitting out, no curfewOne call, we gonna murk youSneak diss, man that’s gonna hurt youOh yea, we taking shitSteady running from the jakesWhen we reach the top we can stop doing this basic shitCause I’d ride and die for my niggasI’d get crucified for my niggasYou’ll never see a one on one fuck boyThe whole squad gonna get youThese niggas so phony thoughThey’ll act like your homie thoughThey see some bands, but they ain’t your manThey’ll just be like RomeoAnd I’m still by the corner storeFuck all this rapping broMight think this a concertAnd get beyond hurt, cuz we clappingNow roll that dope or sip, on the block we smoking shitAnd nigga die because the cops come quick, but motherucker ain’t doctors shitIt’s one thing I never did, and that’s love a bitchCuz I’m driller sick, I only love my cliqueBut Odee told me to slow downI see an opp and he get blown downTake him down and smoke his whole poundAre they deep, now empty the roundGet caught but I won’t make a soundBut its dead cause I’m shooting out of townFeeling grand like Nino BrownFinna bust a shell right nowThese niggas ain’t really in the fieldThem folks going in for the killLate night trying to creep with the steelShondale how that hot shit feelAnd I love when I’m off that pillCan’t change boy I’m too realThey say real niggas don’t say they’re realWell fuck nigga I’m realAnd if he can’t break bread he fakeI had one more buck in my plateIt was me and bro, we was in the storeAnd both of us got 50 cent cakesA bitch can’t tell me she lateThe condom I use don’t breakWe at the starter point of this raceWe gonna win, nigga I can’t wait[Verse 2] RondoNumbaNineRondo come for your soulGDK fuck a brick and exposeIn the hood, chopped up with the polesJakes snatch me up, but you know I can’t fold600 for my nigga D-RoseAll these hoes gonna get him too oldI ain’t playing no love or gamesSince love and games get niggas smokeYes there’s a lotta shooters in my squadYes there’s a lotta shooters in my squadIf he holding on the work he get robbedCheck on my neck, I don’t need a bodyguardThese niggas be crazyThese niggas don’t toteThese niggas think it’s a jokeLet me see an opp, I'm BlowingSee a lot of niggas I changeCause Rondo the middle of changeI still couldn’t say I cameAnd I ain’t gonna try and take my chainThese block for my niggas everydaySteve Drive, that’s my campaignAnd I would never switchI just don’t existCause there’s blood on my nameYea I’m a shooter bitch6-600 of the rugers quickDead beat pops got raised by the blockI would try to make it flipHe’s probably with his momHe’s probably on the porchSince a youngin bitch I’ve been that niggaI was born a torchYou know I rock niggaThey know I rock niggaCDAI got 22 shotsAdd 8 more, that’s a mop niggaNiggas do all that talkingMy niggas don’t come from that codeRock an opp like I can take that loss600 bitch run to the post
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