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Play UR Part (Explicit)

Clipse22 Apr 2008

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Play Ur Part - Clipse

I got ya mind niggas

 

Quite frankly

I don't understand these claims

You ain't know

I was pushing aka brick James

You can't touch this

And on the fed's list of names

And I hibernated immediate when pusha hit fame

I'm cold blooded

Similar watch the rose flooded

The leather in that Aston yellow like cold mustard

 

Now run along my gun is long

Ya life expectancy short

If them talons sing along

 

I glamorize ya fantasize my life like

The hoes the flights the flow that's poltergeist

 

Yanking the spirit from the demons seeing

Through the snow

Like Carolina b**ch dreaming

I'm losing

 

All the snow in the timepiece confusing

 

All the snow on the concrete Peruvian

I flew 'em in it ruined men

I'm through with them

Blame from us got in they life

So go and sue me then

 

Keep my gravy on

Pound every pave we on

Scully in the thermal

Get my army navy on

Lunch with the dirty kids is missing

As I jazz over these beats a la

 

Swagger unrivaled I'm what catches

 

Far removed from bagging that work up in the clarion

Four chairs four men wood table

 

Baggies in them single edge razors from the corner store

Coc*ine connoisseur new way of doing big business

Bill gates although I'm thinking like a dinosaur

Pushing on them keys like a minor chord

Jimmy crack corn was the reason we put

It over them irons for

Lion hearted the king of the upholding

Riding for the same love Lauryn wrote

And sang out to Zion for

I am crowned king

I'm not trying for dying for

I squeeze first to shoot

They screaming and they crying for

We want la ni**a we want New York

 

And everywhere in between 'cuz you niggas

Don't talk the talk

 

Everybody say they hustling

You niggas don't walk the walk

 

Our d**e dealer swag so real ni**a play your part

 

Now how you wanna play this

Just racists rent it like Avis

Final stages

Get held triple caucasian

 

This invasion abrasive like we racing

Finish line the vivid dime

Martin colored vintage wine

 

One stick one they vagina

While they hating then ya straight to shining

Niggas love to perpetrate beyond ya

Point of living on the joint is risen huh

Anoint ya dead and gone

One shot f**ked up ya ordeal

 

Six o'clock news you're like sh*t real

 

Ya know how I am on Tuesday they still will

I'm cool like jack jill

Bad b**ch they like ew

 

Fat boy still that boy

Cruising with a gat 4

Cross me catch a back fall

 

Spit rounds the forehead catch that

Board dismissed like school's out

Let's move out or lose out

Oh how lame

These niggas in the game

They f**king with my hip hop

Have you any shame

Bag in that ziplock move it on a plane

Like green eggs and ham

Move it on a train

Move it on a bus or federal express it

Don't pick it up yourself from then unknown addresses

Acura legend graduated to the Lexus

To them sl5 to the hues and the necklace

I was richer yeah

I had b**ches breathless

 

Along come the hate niggas talking reckless

Mentioning ya name the natives getting restless

Offering info and getting all excessive

Like crabs in a barrel

They sing it like a carol

The judge throw the book right

Before he slam the gavel

Have double travel

And I can't stand the sight

Of a motherf**king tattle

Such a waste of life

We want la ni**a we want New York

 

And everywhere in between 'cuz you niggas

Don't talk the talk

 

Everybody say they hustling

You niggas don't walk the walk

 

Our d**e dealer swag so real ni**a play your part

 

Star trak's the black Pixar

We imagine sh*t for specializing artwork videos

 

Hit stars record selling just like d**e man

I sh*t ya'll not

It's all not how hits ya'll got

You hear the way up in my beat like a brick

It is treated then

Trust me ni**a it's called chop

I hear it

You tryna divide it

Nip and tuck you botox trying to hide it

 

Some detune it some take it up a key

Sprinkle my and snare sounding like little me's

 

It's a shame 'cuz you make little cheese

How you gangster or pimp with little bullets little freaks

 

I know a couple thugs couple G's

 

I know a couple bloods couple C's rip's

And they don't know you

So who you gon' go to

Sell that b******t show to

 

All that abra kadabra

No one's flattered

Many means ya missing identities and swagger

 

We want la ni**a we want New York

 

And everywhere in between 'cuz you niggas

Don't talk the talk

 

Everybody say they hustling

You niggas don't walk the walk

 

 

Our d**e dealer swag so real ni**a play your part

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