Don't Play No Games Lyrics - Singles - C-murder

bra, why you talkin' that shit, huh? 

(what? you heard me) 

take this shit to the streets right now (you heard me) 

all that yappin' and no action ain't called for, you dig? 

(for real)(what's happenin') 

they don't wanna fuck with C (bad motherfuckers) 

they don't wanna fuck with me (just a bunch of bad motherfuckers) 

they don't wanna go to war (bunch of bad motherfuckers) 

[C-Murder] 

Don't play no games, 'cause boy we be bout killin' 

you ain't got shit to die for you shouldn't be livin' 

get rid the fuckin' smirk ain't a damn thing funny 

all my niggas know we live for weed and money 

platinum and vogues on the walls of my company 

'cause TRU niggas live life motherfuckin' G's 

presidents and playin' in every resident 

'cause pumpin' no limit shit is essential 

I make money off the words that I speak 

I flip a cassette like I used to flip a quarter key 

the rap game is like standin' on a block 

every tape I sell is like a motherfuckin' dime rock 

give me the money so you can keep the bitches 

they don't play no game C-Murder bout his riches 

the money talk and bullshit walks pay to get delt with 

and haters get they ass kicked 

(Chorus) 

Don't Play no games boy, we be bout killin' 

just a bunch of bad motherfuckers just a bunch of thug niggas 

Don't Play no games boy, we be bout killin' 

bunch of bad motherfuckers just a bunch of thug niggas 

[Mystikal] 

A whole bunch of bad motherfuckers 

ya we bad watch us I ain't playin' with your bitch ass 

even if I smoke weed all day drankin' on King Cobra 

my eyes red my head bad I still fuck over ya 

you know the name you know the game and the pain 

bitches still the same bigger bank higher rank 

whatcha thank your head I like your shit don't stank 

but you're gettin' spanked I'm gonna get at yours forgot that thank 

you bitch who wrong move I'm gone get you 

???????????? Still talking about ??? 

you meant to but you been through 

fuck what your friend do and who you kin to 

(Chorus) 

[Silkk the Shocker] 

we bout murder money weed ammunition guns and drugs 

fake niggas stand correct show my real niggas some love 

Mister I live the life of a motherfuckin' thug 

7 digits bigger niggas still fightin' in clubs 

you think you saw the worst bitch the worst is yet to fuckin' come 

up jump and take everyone and your best to fucking run 

shoot first ask questions later 

quick before I lose ya ask what time it fuckin' was 

i guess when you're too paranoid smokin' too much motherfuckin' bud 

don't play no games bitch respect the name bitch 

fuck who you came with and fuck what you sayin' bitch 

you heard of Mystikal, heard of P, heard of me, and heard of C 

either we solo or we ridin' thirty-d you can't stop me I know 

all they can do is watch me drop ya with your eyes closed 

in a project curb apartment motherfuckin' dealin' 

you wanna know why we ain't smilin' 'cause we thugs we mugs 

ain't nothin' bout being friendly 

(Chorus)(2X)