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lirik lagu dj drama, lil jon & lil scrappy - don't play that

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[intro: lil jon]
yeah (yeah)
a~dam shame, b~tch (b~tch, b~tch, huh)
lil jon, b~tch (bme trunk tight, hoe)
gangsta grillz (uh, uh)
so a lot of y’all n~ggas still playing around and sh~t (yeah, f~ck that)
but us n~ggas from the a~town
we don’t play that sh~t (sh~t)
yeah

[chorus: lil jon & bun b]
all my east side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my west side n~ggas (what, what, what), we don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my north side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my south side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
if you a trill [?] stomper (what, what, what), hit that n~gga with the choppa (what, what, what)
break his ass (what, what, what), [?] let ’em know (let ’em know, what, what, what)
and if you down for the drama (what, what, what), hit that n~gga with the llama (what, what, what)
send him home to his mama (what, what, what), let ’em go (let ’em go, what, what, what)

[verse 1: a~dam shame & lil jon]
[indicator?], mash potatoes, boy i’m serving it soft
coming through, check your traps [bumping?], i’m the boss
got my heater on my seat cause i’m ready to blast
i’ma [?] godd~mn trappеr boy, moving it fast
i’m the same n~gga did it with the two timеs ten
[?] checking [?] dropping bricks again
ain’t no rapper, i’ma trapper boy, i’m way too real
got rich in ’93 from the cocaine spill
i’m up early in the morning cooking keys and eggs
these snitches in the a got me dodging the feds
what the f~ck i’m in my trunk and i’m a trunk tight g
got a car full of trap n~ggas riding with me, with me (yeah)
[chorus: lil jon & bun b]
all my east side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my west side n~ggas (what, what, what), we don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my north side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my south side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
if you a trill [?] stomper (what, what, what), hit that n~gga with the choppa (what, what, what)
break his ass (what, what, what), [?] let ’em know (let ’em know, what, what, what)
and if you down for the drama (what, what, what), hit that n~gga with the llama (what, what, what)
send him home to his mama (what, what, what), let ’em go (let ’em go, what, what, what)

[verse 2: big floaty & lil jon]
this that k!ller music, fire water, lighter fluid
k’s spitting out the window, blades chopping on the buick
i rode with heavy hitters, shotgun in the chevy n~gga (southside)
don’t make me pop one in your sweater, n~gga
let’s f~ck up the club up, atlanta throw them dubs up
my n~gga throw them sets up, p~ssy n~ggas get wet up
hope you stay vest up, take out the best, umm
big floaty rode with two six shooters like the weston’s
i’m from the town where k!ller n~ggas party hard, f~ck ’em
and dump them slugs if you and your bodyguards sucker
nothing but [dumb?] calls, f~cking that chrome [ya’ll?]
ain’t no way to saving me, gone [?] (yeah)

[chorus: lil jon & bun b]
all my east side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my west side n~ggas (what, what, what), we don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my north side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my south side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
if you a trill [?] stomper (what, what, what), hit that n~gga with the choppa (what, what, what)
break his ass (what, what, what), [?] let ’em know (let ’em know, what, what, what)
and if you down for the drama (what, what, what), hit that n~gga with the llama (what, what, what)
send him home to his mama (what, what, what), let ’em go (let ’em go, what, what, what)
[verse 3: bun b & lil jon]
say, i did what i done cause i didn’t know what i couldn’t do it
one slip of the tongue and your mouth’ll get some [footing?] too
i love when they hating, they hate when i love
there’s no escape from my southern [?], off fist and no glove (fist and no glove)
[go?] by the barrel, got that mary and that harold
plus that christmas carol that leave you r~t~rded like lil daryl (my name lil daryl)
that smith and wesson [?] you [?]
b~tch this a new era, we’ll throw your ass back to your set
mop the floor up with your ass like mr. clean with a fresh wipe (man)
aiming for your face, we gives a f~ck if your vest [?]
we put a cave in your grill (b~tch), craters up in your cabbage
[?] f~ck your weed, we ain’t smoking no [?]
this the life of a savage (savage), the saga of a thug
[?] of a man [?] they gone off liquor and drugs
keeping out for buzz, performance wise and [taps?]
give a f~ck about a federal and get your ass clapped (yeah)

[chorus: lil jon & bun b]
all my east side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my west side n~ggas (what, what, what), we don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my north side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
all my south side n~ggas (what, what, what), they don’t play that sh~t (what, what, what)
if you a trill [?] stomper (what, what, what), hit that n~gga with the choppa (what, what, what)
break his ass (what, what, what), [?] let ’em know (let ’em know, what, what, what)
and if you down for the drama (what, what, what), hit that n~gga with the llama (what, what, what)
send him home to his mama (what, what, what), let ’em go (let ’em go, what, what, what)


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