Homie Don't Play That Lyrics - Geto Boys

Don't say I didn't warn ya 

About playin' them hoe games 

Like callin' me out on my name 

Some a y'all are still gonna try to show off 

And get busted in ya goddamn mouth 

I won't understand how a man can call a man 

A bitch or a hoe and be playin' in my book, that's a no-no 

Your mouth don't write a check that your ass can't cash, bro 

Pop you on the [unverified] for what 

Niggas done got when they played too much 

Willie D'll tap a bitch and that's it 

Anything else is punk shit 

I'll give you some a this, and some a this 

They're just special effects but you can bet 

I got something to make them hoes ease up off me black 

'Cause homie don't play that 

A lot of suckers got they ass kicked 

'Cause hard heads and rankin' don't mix 

But if you gonna cap on each other 

You gotta know when it's gettin' personal sucker 

Instead of eatin' up your homeboys grill 

See, that's how a nigga gettin' killed 

Fools like to joke when your serious 

So, to kill the bullshit I stopped fuckin' wit her, period 

Don't snatch my hat off my head like we're homies 

And greet me wit a [unverified] cause you don't know me 

Play with your mother or your father 

You ain't got no pussy, I don't even wanna be bothered 

And you bet' not act like you wanna swang 

'Cause I'm pretty good with them thangs 

So, call my bluff, do what you like and 

I'ma make you read these Nikes, wrastlin' ain't masculine 

You say you wanna go to war B 

Instead of tryin' to test me 

Horse playin' like an adolescent 

Will get your ass wrapped up like a present 

Your compliments ain't nutthin' but a racket 

Your whole conversation is plastic 

You say you like my new jacket 

Jealous motherfucka even sound sarcastic 

It's in your voice when we shootin' the shit 

Maytag ass nigga ain't nuttin' but a bitch 

Ain't got no back 'cause you're always frontin' black 

Man, homie don't play that 

I don't play that 

Let's take it all the way back 

Niggas say, I'm crazy 

When I say keep your comments about my lady 

They say, "You're lucky, I wish I had a girl like that" 

I never smile 'cause I know where they hearts is at 

All in front of my girl sayin', how pretty she looks 

Game recognized, I wrote the book 

"Got a good thing, hold tight, don't lose her brother" 

You may as well straight up, say, you wanna fuck her 

Still waters run deep, man 

And ain't nothing worse than one who fronts like a friend 

Call your crib when they know you ain't home 

Tryin' to rap to your girl on the telephone 

Snake in the grass, I see him comin' from a mile away I start gunnin' 

And every time one drops 

You can see a card wit they face on it in the mailbox 

See, we ain't that cool, where you can play wit my girl 

And try to get a free feel fool or conversate wit us alone 

Then I have to step in and stop ya from goin' on and on 

With that idle chatter 

You say your just bein' friendly, ain't that a bitch? 

You could be my brother, my father but the fact 

Is homie don't play that 

I don't play that 

Man, homie don't play that