We Ain't Playin'

We ain't playin' (hell naw) we ain't playin' (hell naw)
 We ain't playin motherfucker we ain't playin' (hell naw)
 Alright, I got a bunch problems throbbing in my noggin that ain't stopping me
 You pooping slugs from your glock on your block I'm staring killing sprees
 I'm 23's you 17's on vogues you can't weigh up to me
 You flex on me but really it's that hate driving incorrectly
 I'm on the road get the fuck up out my way I'm coming hoe
 You thinking we playing with the words we saying
 We ain't playing for all who didn't know
 Keeping it real I'm laughing at cha' I ain't laughing with cha'
 I'm glad to get your full attention comprehension listen to my opposition
 Make some money fuck the honeys twist a blunt and pass it to me
 Got no time no weak rhymes so when I write it comes out ebonics
 That's the way it's gotta be dirty south to vow with me
 Suddenly thousand miles per hour Renzo's on and out of me
 Ain't hit my peak but I'll keep climbing til' my lungs give out on me
 Won't take my seat but I'll keep standing flaming til' you feel the heat
 Competition is what the world revolves around so know the score
 I'm man the lil mo tasting your plate fuck it we ain't playing hoe
 You ain't scared we ain't scared so let's take this out the doe
 Got your unit let's go do it I ain't got no time for hoes
 Think we playing we ain't playing and we can do this 10 on 4
 With all this animosity around me I'm about to explode
 And if I blow it's for show the outcome is gonna be crucial
 Feeling neutral and if you say I'm useful and that truthful
 Bringing it brutal every time pass the fucking mic to
 Then your soul and giving music that's you guarantee to like it
 Ain't no stopping there nothing but air and opportunity every where
 Stop and stare or just take a peek at all that isn't fair
 Think I care yes sir cause all this shit is effecting me
 I'm gone keep on speaking my mind until these folks start respecting me
 Neglecting me no more taking that motherfuck what cha' say
 Tough as nails growing up in mempho living in the bay
 Mady Gray pick the rapping yes this nigga had to write
 No more joking legally roasting you up on track is tight
 I got a million categories on my shit to do list
 And plus my anna that's been bottled building up through out this
 It's gone combine with the bad and the goods gone get great
 Be sad that you ain't make this far I can't help it that is fake
 And plus my legacy been charted through untraveled planet
 My prophecy got me to where I be I know you can't stand it
 My shit be slamin' like orgasms jamin' up in your throat
 Open up your read this vowels so you can get a breath fo' you choke
 I'm bout to give it like some stitches doctors place in sessions
 Bring up nothing but some fucking pain on every thang that I'm given
 And I got no love for them haters tryin to stop what I'm doing
 This shit goes on I rap po long and bet's believe I'm pursuing
 A higher ground on lert and that's so hard cause man ain't got wings
 See every one on nursery puppets dancing round on strings
 You got to grab life by it's neck and rip it's bones out of socket
 Cause if you don't you'll might slip up and you'll end up out of pocket