Playa G - Y'all Ain't No k**az lyrics

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Playa G - Y'all Ain't No k**az lyrics

[Hook] Y'all n***as ain't no k**as Y'all n***as some hoes [Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] So check you haters one by one Deep is how we f**in' come Rat-tat-tat-tat B-izz-ag full of teflons Peepin' through my mask I'm leavin' my eyebrows down It ain't no love in my facial expressions Murder frowns when it touch The n***a that's feelin' that pain We takin' that gravy Big k** creepin' with the Mac-90s Shoot fourty double clip eighty You better be cautios Or play yo cards right Cause when I be cappin' I be bustin with that HK four to the seven Too many hoes like to floss Too many n***as like to cross Tryna come up with no dues But you swear you takin' the loss I don't f** with ya kind I'm claimin' the O to the G And if you n***as looking for me I'm strapped for poppin' up on yo damn street Now don't start duckin' When my heat release that bullet destruction Lyin' and cry won't help you b**h Skinny Pimp me still bustin' Look at you now You piece of sh** dead where you can't swim "f** you!" is my last words Where k**az claimin' they end [Hook] Y'all n***as ain't no k**as Y'all n***as some hoes [Verse 2: Gangsta Blac] What you gotta s-izz-ay? Come and pl-izz-ay with the gangsta n***a Bet yo bottom dollar dollar Make you holler for this memphis n***a Left to right, long down tight Height from some hustable Tooty-fruity-rooty got my body so damn comfortable Fallin' through the club, watch me jook Hit the f**in' door All I feel is anna plus them thugs Game to whoop a hoe Strapped like (?) Jesse James Take it to the western days n***as better let they f**in' (?) For they get a rape Claim to be a k**er trick Say you first to shoot some sh** Skinny go k** that anna for Tony Montana , mane let's go k** a b**h Jumpin' through the lexus See what's next as flex this f**in' trick Slam down suburban to the curb and All I see is sh** Slammin' OZ with Little G Pimpin' a** (?) Mess you up like (?) and kick circle Gangsta shoot for straight Never claim the k**a role But I pack that .380 Nervous for my life, I k** you twice You ain't no k**a hoe, n***a! [Hook] Y'all n***as ain't no k**as Y'all n***as some hoes [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] Elimination that makes me clips Beat the ultimate the twitchy gaze Split kick breakin' 'em down Microscopic of Triple Six Horror side time, terrify Bunches of rotten up on the ground To keep the soil fertilized Go to sleep, close your eyes, die, might Bout to cry, Infamous is not too kind So therefore I won't let you slide during the bloody rite Or might sharpened up my knives Chop you into bits Drop you into pits Givin' a pistol beat Devoured by beast in the last of the mystic b**h And you'll feel the pain that no one can imagine Chained to be tamed by the flames of the dragon I am Lord Infamous, d**h is my method The evil sea universally ratchet Those of mortal flesh have been possessed With all my corpse With my name carved deep in they chest Nevertheless eternally rest, bloody mess The devil n***a know it make you quiver You failed to squeeze the trigger I think you ain't no k**a n***a [Hook] Y'all n***as ain't no k**as Y'all n***as some hoes [Verse 4: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] This is for you backstabbin' b**hes that be callin' me straight You got a bank and a n***a like me ain't ate sh** all day But you's a jealous-hearted n***a that wanna see a playa fall Now have you ever robbed, shot and k**ed somebody? n***a, hell no! You need to think, have you ever said some about a Murderer, pimp, playa that's causin' so much drama When I blast, callin' yoself a k**a Fake cap peeler, hide that b**h Jab turkey Skinny Pimp smokin' and strokin' that What about a campfire trick Murderer bumpin' these b**hes down Cherry stabbin', we creep on clowns Layin' they a** down Found drowned by a lake in Funky Town Never leave yo n***as back A ditch that Memphis b**h we thick Gimisum Family causin' the tragedy ... sh** It ain't no squashin in my heart Motherf**er show some courage Or get yo a** shot up like busta With a (?) against the wind From my nina roster ruger Counterfeitin' high power cowards Yall ain't no k**a