Play That Shit (we Don't Play That) Lyrics - Juvenile

They call me the youngest headbuster walkin' 

Thugged out in all black, calicole sparklin' 

A guerrilla till I die, bless me when I'm dead 

But for the bread I bring ya anybody head 

That's how I play it, I don't hold back 

I tote gats be on the spot where ya sold crack 

Nigga feel played then ya fuckin' get blown back 

I burn 'em twice with a black rusty old mac 

Now blocka nigga, get off me 

Get some off that cocky weed and roll that bitch up 

Won't play with me like I'ma choke that bitch up 

Keep it on the turf, I might be killin' to get mine 

New prints on the back, I make a million in big time 

I'll always be a thug until I'm crippled and crazy 

I'ma always stay close with Suga Slim, Wayne and Baby 

Runnin' with a team off cut-throats and backshots 

All day bullshittin' neglagince and homicides 

Cash Money niggas, they don't play that shit 

Thugged Out niggas, we don't play that shit 

Thugged Out, Cash Money ha 

B.G Juvenile ain't funny ha 

We try to get that paper like Bugs Bunny, ha 

Yo we in the projects with my little honey, ha 

Yo, what up Kiko? It gets real. check it 

We got's this chicks to slauve that right out of Kansas 

Heyyo, these countless bitches 

We used to fuck 'em on campus 

You my roley ha ha 

I'm your roley ha ha 

Fuck with us, we leave you nigga fuckin' holy ha 

Semi-Latin cruise down to Baton Rouge 

Then I got a Hummer that's sittin' on 32's 

But for the hood we got the East coast locked 

Magnolia and Iraq now that's my spots 

Come anywhere near there and still be shot 

Prat niggas, shot niggas, shot niggas, shot niggas 

Shot, shot 

Cash Money niggas, they don't play that shit 

Thugged Out niggas, we don't play that shit 

From N Y to N O, Thugged Out and Cash Money 

I'm a thug B, how you gonna stop hungry 

We eatin' pop bubbley in beef we pop dummies 

Run up in hood honey's, it's all good sonney 

Throw your sets up nigga, throw your side up nigga 

Ride or die young nigga, get high young nigga 

Stay fly young nigga 

Do what you gotta survive young nigga 

Live we fly down in New Orleans 

Get it purpulatin' 

You smell me keep that fire green circulatin' 

Thugged Out with Cash Money 

Thugs we stash your arms 

Weeds get blazed from your face till feet 

With us all we stay deep got beef we're surroundin' 

My niggas cock back macs from here to some 'the houses 

Get rocked or get it on if you bout it 

'Cause boy, you're in the zone 

You take routes quick like Roy Jones 

Cash Money niggas, they don't play that shit 

Thugged Out niggas, we don't play that shit 

Play that shit, play that shit, play that shit