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Текст песни Pooh-Man - Niggas Ain`t Playin`

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As a youngster, I slanged cain, gangbangedNot a worry in the world, I`m all about money, manGetting my grind on was all my mind was onMaking a grip, nigga, my money was onDouble back pulling nothing but mail, fuck a briefcaseRolex watch with the diamond-studded faceMore Benzes than a dealershipSlant-nose Porche with the whole damn kitSlanging more keys than the older playersD.A. was on my dick but a real nigga didn`t careThey kicked in my door a million timesAnd fine-ass bitches was all that they`d ever findTreated me like Vaseline, but quick as a foxDrop a key for 25 like they was hotFools was jealous, I had too many tricksFuck a playa hater, cause I was all about real niggasNiggas like John-John, the boy from the deuce sideO.G. motherfuckers like Daddy G and ClydeThey gave me the game to survive, oppenents gonna dieFuck him and his family, let the motherfuckers cryNigga caught a bullet cause it wasn`t my dope he was sellingSo I shot him behind me, death was trailingAlways asking myself, who would be next, bitch?Gotta wear a vest cause I paranoid as shitI gotta survive, I gotta survive, I gotta surviveWho wants to know I wanna die?But the only way I`m going out is sprayingBecause the niggas from the deuce ain`t playing>From my way up in the dope game, I met a lot of stopsI got into some funk, one of my boys got shotSome fool was on my turf selling dope that wasn`t mineI`m a gangsta, I mean problem with ninesIt never mattered that I knew the fool a long timeCross me once and death is all you`ll findBut this here will be my last hitTo use a gun, it really didn`t take shitWe did it, we did it, we did it, we done itMossberg street sweeper, I pumped itUnloaded all 15 roundsAs I shot and I shot, niggas went downBullets flying, niggas dying, but I ain`t trippinI caught a fool with the back bitch slippinPulled out the nine and I popped him 4 timesNow let`s see your black ass cryHe looked at me with on his ass and said"Fuck you!" (gunshot) Nigga fuck you, too!The hit was on and it was time to goSo I stood in my stide, jumped in the K5Come on niggas, come on niggas, come on niggasI`m a business man, I can`t stand bullshittersI hate to cause your family dismayBut plain and simple nigga, we don`t playI went 5150 when we lost my nigga Bruce27 shots from a clip, getting looseFor real motherfuckers, I was sharpening my shooting skillsHella mad nightly, shooting motherfuckers at willCTE, I got nothing to loseAnd a hell of a lot to gain, by killing youA thrill killa from the heart of real killers knowIn order to give I might have to take a blowIt`s kind of cold that you lost your brotherBut we still lost Bruce, motherfuckerTomorrow ain`t promised a gangsta good luckJust a bullet motherfucker, cause death is a mustAs I bust, squeezing on my nine on your blockDoing what I feel I gotta do to watch your ass dropAnd if your punk-ass bitch is in my wayLet the stanky-pussy bitch meet my motherfucking AKMaking moves for money, ain`t no delayingIt`s `91, and the nigga named Pooh, he ain`t playing

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Niggas Ain`t Playin`

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