Geto Boys - Homie Don't Play That Lyrics
(willie d)Dont say I didnt warn yaAbout playin them hoe gamesLike callin me out on my nameSome a yall are still gonna try to show offAnd get busted in ya goddamn mouthI wont undetstand how a man can call a manA ***** or a hoe and be playinIn my book thats a no-noYour mouth dont write a check that your ass cant cash broPop you on the (? ? ? ? ? ) for whatNiggas done got when they played too muchWillie dll tap a ***** and thats itAnything else is punk shitIll give you some a this *shots*And some a this *shots*Their just special effects but you can betI got something to make them hoes ease up off me blackCause homie dont play thatA lot of suckers got they as kickedCause hard <? ? ? heads? ? ? > and rankin dont mixBut if you gonna cap on each otherYou gotta know when its gettin personal suckerInstead of eatin up your homeboys grillSee thats how a nigga gettin killedFools like to joke when your seriousSo to kill the bullshit I stopped *****in wit her, periodDont snatch my hat off my head like were homiesAnd greet me wit a (? ? ? ? ) cause you dont know mePlay with your mother or your fatherYou aint got no ***** I dont even wanna be botheredAnd you bet not act like you wanna swangCause Im pretty good with them thangsSo call my bluff, do what you like andIma make you read these nikesWrastlin aint masculineYou say you wanna go to war bInstead of tryin to test meHorse playin like an adolescentWill get your ass wrapped up like a presentYour compliments aint nutthin but a racketYour whole conversation is plasticYou say you like my new jacketJealous mother*****a even sound sarcastic(? ? ? ? ) your (? ? ? ? ) when we shootin the shitMaytag ass nigga aint nuttin but a *****Aint got no back cause your always frontin blackMan homie dont play thatI dont play thatLets take it all the way backNiggas say Im crazyWhen I say keep your comments about my ladyThey say your lucky, I wish I had a girl like thatI never smile cause I know where they hearts is atAll in front of my girl sayin how pretty she looksGame recognized, I wrote the bookGot a good thing, hold tight, dont lose her brotherYou may as well straight up say you wanna ***** herStill waters run deep manAnd aint nothing worse than one who fronts like a friendCall your crib when they know you aint homeTryin to rap to your girl on the telephoneSnake in the grass I see him cominFrom a mile away I start gunninAnd everytime one dropsYou can see a card wit they face on it in the mailboxSee we aint that coolWhere you can play wit my girlAnd try to get a free feel foolOr conversate wit us aloneThen I have to step in and stop ya from goin on and onWith that idle chatterYou say your just bein friendly aint that a *****You used to be my brother, Im a father, but the factIs homie dont play thatI dont play thatMan homie dont play that
