We Play 4 Keeps Lyrics - Nine

Now the streets I run 

Is the streets I'm from 

And the streets you run 

Is the streets you from 

And this is for the borough 

Verse 1: 

I roam in the jungle and rumble with thugs and hoods that rob for goods 

Weed smokers and murderers and relations 

My daily operation caucasions hit me wit persuasions 

Be all you can be, fuck that 

Be on the block, sell rocks, stay strapped 

Ready to cock back and blast for my respect 

Never neglect and watch out for my tech 

I got trouble, mad trouble 

I drink too much, that's when I don't give a fuck who I buck 

I get sideways and take it to the highways 

Killin' liars twistin' niggers like pliars 

Day to day strugglein' jugglein' 

Wonderin' where the next meal comin from 

Never happen, nay mean 

I'm playin' for keeps that means I'm keepin' my cream 

We play for keeps 

Me and my peeps we run these streets 

We play for keeps 

Don't sleep when we creep 

Lose your head piece chief 

Bring beef lose teeth 

We play for keeps x2 

Verse 2: 

Brand new apparrel on my ass on the regular 

Skypager new ride equipped wit a cellular 

Big ass piece of the pie till I die 

Play for keeps no lie, wonderin' why 

Niggas ain't got no opportunity 

Niggas ain't got no fuckin unity 

Every man for himself and kill a man wit the ball 

Drink a little hennesy and go a-wall 

Fuck the bullshit, glock shots spit where I rest at 

Got me asking niggers where you buy that vest at 

Leave my front door like I'm ready for war 

I'm ready to die sometimes, I can't take it no more 

My mantality is twisted 

I'm forever blunted forever wishin' to get lifted and splifted 

I love these streets 

That's why a nigga like nine play for keeps 

We play for keeps 

Me and my peeps we run these streets 

We play for keeps 

Don't sleep when we creep 

Lose your head piece chief 

Bring beef lose teeth 

We play for keeps x2 

Verse 3: 

Dark mass forever until the day I'm gone 

I'm gonna put in on my people 

Save it for the sequel, the root of all evil 

Is fillin' up my pocket makin' me lethal 

Only the good die young so I'm bad as fuck 

Pass the buck and be shit out of luck 

Niggas know the routine, we got it down pat 

You ain't getting jack if your pocket ain't fat 

So phat out the realness, you could feel this 

Goin' insane me can't deal wit diss 

I'm under pressure 

The ghetto got my mind in a daze 

Duckin' strays, knowin' that crime pays 

Always and forever picture perfect 

Not the mona lisa, cuttin' up niggas like pizza 

In slices devices of war make me hardcore 

Over rough beats I play for keeps 

We play for keeps 

Me and my peeps we run these streets 

We play for keeps 

Don't sleep when we creep 

Lose your head piece chief 

Bring beef lose teeth 

We play for keeps x2