Songtext Play'n & laugh'n B.G.

Play'n & laugh'n

[b.g.]
I try to maintain keep my head straight
But my surroundin niggas want half weight
So what the fuck all I see iz niggas heads peeled
I aint got to many postive relatives people
Try to tell me right from wrong but man I think
Im grown I aint resepctin no nigga cuz my daddy gone
Im on my own so let me be the b.g. Im gonna be
Its an possiabilty I might see a key off valence
Street all I want is green in my hand I aint gonna
Say nothin because shit doesnt always go as planned
Im gonna do what I do wit my hustlin cuz I know
Somewhere out here they got a mill Im gonna get it
I aint waitin on the bitch to come to me
If thats the case I be waitin til eternity
Ima struggle and strive drink some wine
Doin bad thas fine I got my hand on my nine
You bests believe Im goin to get mine
You can take this to the bank nigga Im gonna die tryin

Chorus: b.g.

Playa cant be played
Playa niggas sittin around waitin on shit to happen
But if ya want somethin do what ya got to do, gee out chea
And make yo shit come through playa

[b.g.]
I gots to get mine Im out for me
Nobody worryin bout dis little b.g.
Im gonna get my hustle on Im in it to win it
I aint my own man sittin round dependin
Im the next nigga to take care of me
Thas weak I wouldnt be showin responsibility
Im gonna handle my own weight wit my own skills
Make my own mill backed up by the next nigga grill
Build me an hand hand Im gonna play it right
To choices to rock the mic on my all night flight
One way or another success is in my future
If ya talk stupid playa hatin Im a mute ya
Im gonna struggle till I make it sustle till I make it
I know Im gonna make it because Im tru to the game
No fakin niggas wonderin why they cant stop dis b.g.
Standin 511 weighin 153 from the streets goin full speed
To the stars nigga layin down raw smokin big phat cigars
Nigga I got my hands on my nine I told ya
Take this to the bank nigga Im gonna die tryin

Chorus

[b.g.]
Nigga Im all bout da paper been a hustler for life
Always lay down and get mine even if I got to hang all night
Its like they got to wait for you, they got to wait for me
If I got to bust in disgust Im gonna provide for the b.g.
I got this million dollar talent and its all in my mind
Im gonna work it overtime, I gots to get mine
I hit the block wit real niggas, block cock wit real niggas
Goin to the top wit real niggas you get chopped from real niggas
I got skills for double platium Im an habbit like dat
I pack my gat wit nine put my mac for nine niggas flat on dey back
Sellin crack for nine Im tryin to make somethin
Shake get a big break I aint fake
I got two choices rap or slang yay
Its cool because Im a real nigga all about da mail
Get the scale weigh the yay got eleven for sale
Belive I dont mind dyin make a million
Im tryin stuck in the hood nigga out to get mine

Chorus