Geto Boys - Why U Playin Lyrics
[ intro: scarface ]Ain't no sense in you bullshittinWhat the ***** is you sayin?You know the way that we do niggasSo what the ***** is you playin? (2x)[ verse 1: scarface ]Get yo hands up, you see this nigga on a come-upWalk into this ***** with a gun up in your sto-machNow point me to the nigga with the seven figures sittinAssumin that nobody can hit him, i've come to get himI'm starvin, it's 3 o'clock in the morninWakin you up out your sleep without a warninGood morning, i come to get you for your digitsOh, see this forty cal in my hand, she finna get itNobody speakin, don't blink, i probably think somebody reachinYou make a move, i leave your body leakin all weekendTake me to the safe, and i can get you for your bucksOr i can shoot this mutha*****a up, i don't give a *****You make the call for all of y'allYou can use your brains to think with, or i can leave em hangin on the wallWhat you do when a nigga come through with game tooStrictly for the nigga with scrilla and name youA pastor will introduce you to this casketBullshittin me gon' get you blasted[ chorus: scarface ]We got the powers that move niggasWhat the ***** is you sayin?You know the way that we do niggasSo what the ***** is you playin?We got the powers that move niggasWhat the ***** is you sayin?[ verse 2: willie d ]Nigga, i be crunk-crunk when it jump-jumpLeavin mutha*****as slump-slumpIn a trunk-trunk, i pump-pumpBullets into the flesh and leave you *****Stop prayin for this mutha*****a, he ain't gon' make itYou have to take it straight to his mutha*****in domeIf anybody come lookin for him, tell him he goneCan't you see his mutha*****in eyes jumpin aroundCan't you see his mutha*****in thighs humpin the groundIt's goin down, when times are hard i feel like thisBefore i starve i'ma kill me a *****Shit, i want that mutha*****in dope and the cashAnd i can take it out your pockets or your assDon't make me blastThe last way you wanna see me is disgruntledCause i shoot you in your mutha*****in face and leave you horizontalMy .45 signfies who's bossYou play with me, i have your ass startin the news offClose your *****in mouth and keep your dicksuckers tight as a gurtleDon't turn this robbery into a murderUnless you tired of livin, put your possession in my custodyMy finger's itchy, don't you ***** with me[ chorus: scarface ][ verse 3: doracell ]Wake your ass up and shove, nigga, good morningOh, what it's all about, doracell is in your home andThe pistol's in your mouth, nigga, and it's on andI represent that south, nigga, i bring it on andMutha*****a, make this shit a simple situation, give me the loot??? your baby and that *****, i'ma shoot, and that's the truthMy pistol piece up against the wigI ain'ts to be up in this ***** for long, nigga, you dig?You baby-sit? nigga, i don't give a *****A nigga fresh out of prison, down on my luckWhat's up, cold steel touchin on your domeExcellent chrome about to roam through your homeBreak yourself and i'm gone, it's all about the cheddarNigga, ain't no sense in frontin, fool's livin betterNigga, plus i'm bigger, g.b.'s in this *****Know what i'm sayin? i'm the mutha*****in man[ chorus: scarface ]
