- Geto Boys Why U Playin 歌詞
- Geto Boys
- Aint no sense in you bull*******ttin
What the ****** is you sayin?
You know the way that we do ******s
So what the ****** is you playin? (2x)
[ verse 1: scarface ]
Get yo hands up, you see this ****** on a come-up
Walk into this ****** with a gun up in your sto-mach
Now point me to the ****** with the seven figures sittin
Assumin that nobody can hit him, ive come to get him
Im starvin, its 3 oclock in the mornin
Wakin you up out your sleep without a warnin
Good morning, i come to get you for your digits
Oh, see this forty cal in my hand, she finna get it
Nobody speakin, dont blink, i probably think somebody reachin
You make a move, i leave your body leakin all weekend
Take me to the safe, and i can get you for your bucks
Or i can shoot this mutha******a up, i dont give a ******
You make the call for all of yall
You can use your brains to think with, or i can leave em hangin on the wall
What you do when a ****** come through with game too
Strictly for the ****** with scrilla and name you
A pastor will introduce you to this casket
Bull*******ttin me gon get you blasted
[ chorus: scarface ]
We got the powers that move ******s
What the ****** is you sayin?
You know the way that we do ******s
So what the ****** is you playin?
We got the powers that move ******s
What the ****** is you sayin?
[ verse 2: willie d ]
******, i be crunk-crunk when it jump-jump
Leavin mutha******as slump-slump
In a trunk-trunk, i pump-pump
Bullets into the flesh and leave you naked
Stop prayin for this mutha******a, he aint gon make it
You have to take it straight to his mutha****** dome
If anybody come lookin for him, tell him he gone
Cant you see his mutha****** eyes jumpin around
Cant you see his mutha****** thighs humpin the ground
Its goin down, when times are hard i feel like this
Before i starve ima kill me a ******
*******t, i want that mutha****** * *** and the cash
And i can take it out your pockets or your ass
Dont make me blast
The last way you wanna see me is disgruntled
Cause i shoot you in your mutha* ***** face and leave you horizontal
My .45 signfies whos boss
You play with me, i have your ass startin the news off
Close your ****** mouth and keep your ******suckers tight as a gurtle
Dont turn this robbery into a murder
Unless you tired of livin, put your possession in my custody
My fingers itchy, dont you ***** * with me
[ chorus: scarface ]
[ verse 3: doracell ]
Wake your ass up and shove, ******, good morning
Oh, what its all about, doracell is in your home and
The pistols in your mouth, ******, and its on and
I represent that south, ******, i bring it on and
Mutha* *****a, make this *******t a simple situation, give me the loot
??? your baby and that ******, ima shoot, and thats the truth
My pistol piece up against the wig
I aints to be up in this ****** for long, ******, you dig?
You baby-sit? ***** *, i dont give a ******
A ****** fresh out of prison, down on my luck
Whats up, cold steel touchin on your dome
Excellent chrome about to roam through your home
Break yourself and im gone, its all about the cheddar
******, aint no sense in frontin, fools livin better
******, plus im bigger, g.b.s in this ******
Know what im sayin? im the mutha****** man
[ chorus: scarface ]
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