Cam'ron
He Tried To Play Me lyrics
Songwriters: Schless, Peter Harrison; Osborne, Jeffrey
(feat. Hell Rell)
[Hell Rell: Hook]
HE TRIED TO PLAY ME
SHIT GOT ALL CRAZY
AND THINGS JUST WASN'T THE SAME
SO I RAN UP ON HIM
THEN PULLED MY MAC OUT
AND I BLEW OUT HIS BRAINS
[Cam'Ron: Verse 1]
Y'ALL WITH THE VIOLENCE
WE MOVE IN SILENCE
SILENCE PLUS SILENCE THE GUNS(the guns)
I WAS THE WILDEST...
THAT WAS CHILDISH...
NOW I STACK MY ONES
SHINAY WAS IN LOVE WITH HER SCHOOL
RICH WASN'T LIKIN' HIS SCHOOL
SHINAY CAUGHT TWO IN THE RIBS(In the ribs)
HE WAS A HUSTLER
SHE'S A CUSTOMER
NOW HE'S OFF DOING A BID
T GOT SHOT WITH A SHOTGUN ON HIS BLOCK
I WISH IT WAS ALL PRETEND
NANA GETTIN' HIGH
HARD ENOUGH GETTING BY
WHEN IS IT ALL GONNA END
ME I'M STILL HOLDIN' ON
THE TEAM STILL ROLLIN STRONG
THE AVE IS DOWN THE STREET(Down the street)
BUT IM THE STREET TARGET
CALL ME DA MEAT MARKET
I STAY AROUND SOME BEEF
THE BLOCKS STILL PUMPIN'
ISN'T IT SOMETHIIIIN?
NEEDLES, KNIVES & NINES
THERE'S NO TOMORROW
FOOD GETTING BORROWED
WHAT KIND OF LIFE IS MINE??(Life is mine)
[Hell Rell: Hook]
HE TRIED TO PLAY ME
SHIT GOT ALL CRAZY
AND THINGS JUST WASN'T THE SAME
SO I RAN UP ON HIM
THEN PULLED MY MAC OUT
AND I BLEW OUT HIS BRAINS
[Cam'Ron: Verse 2]
They call me "Patty Cake Patty Cake The Bakers Man", I bubble bread (bread)
Beef don't stop, who's this years knuckle head? (This year's knuckle head)
We done scrapped and scuffled until our knuckles bled (knuckles bled)
Shot out in front of police, yell FUCK THE FEDS! (fuck the feds)
I patrol on d-lo, popo know my steelo
Who seen Killa cop? Nigga's rolling C-Lo
Pump the peddle bike, nice chain, light chain
Fiends sniffin' white caine, needle, 40 and night train (that's Harlem)
Just a hype lame, you'll never like Dame (why?)
Three years ago I would of robbed his dice game (true)
Life's changed my snipe game's the right mayne (what's the difference?)
Only difference is I'll push you to that right lane (whip in traffic)
Gotta laugh yall that's just blue lightning (the Lambo)
Or that white thing, you on the Internet pricing (pricing?)
I don't window shop, not me and Jim go cop
Hop through the window ock, god damn them Bimbo's hot (hot)
Dukes of Hazard, they wanna do the Limbo Lock
Never had a Pinto ock, first car a Benzo drop (Mercedes)
"Bens & Bops", put between my hot wallet
And my toaster, I really had a hot pocket
And I'm saying this real clear
Y'all can't chill here
I know real thugs in wheelchairs
Yeah yeah, and you can't steal there
Party pop more bottles than a nigga on 2 feet and some real gear
It's real here, real near, you feel fear, a meals real
They don't cry, if they do cry homeboys a steel tear
Animals....Lions, Whales, Seals, Bears
Y'all fruits.....cherries, grapes, stale pears
[Cam'Ron: Bridge]
THAT'S WHY NIGGAS FUCK WITH ME
AND THEM LADIES LOVING ME
THEY ALL PUT THEY TRUST IN ME
CAUSE.....I FLIP THAT KILLA MAN
THAT'S WHY NIGGAS FUCK WITH ME
AND THEM LADIES LOVING ME
THEY ALL PUT THEY TRUST IN ME
AND.....MY NAME IS KILLA CAM
[Hell Rell: Hook]
HE TRIED TO PLAY ME
SHIT GOT ALL CRAZY
AND THINGS JUST WASN'T THE SAME
SO I RAN UP ON HIM
THEN PULLED MY MAC OUT
AND I BLEW OUT HIS BRAINS
He Tried To Play Me lyrics © Lincoln Pond Music; Almo Music Corp
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