Don't Play Wit It Lyrics

The song Don't Play Wit It is performed by Yung Joc in the album named New Joc City in the year 2006 .



What it is man? Sup, Yung Joc, Block Entertainment
Yeah, you wan' know somethin'? Whatchu wanna know nigga?
I'ma take this motherf**kin' time to let y'all niggaz know
I'm tired of playin' games, I'm tired of playin' witchu man

Preach on, y'all niggaz comin' up short on your money
Your re-up shit ain't right, nope, nope
Your grams off nigga, get that shit right
Tell 'em shawty, let me talk to y'all

This ain't make believe so why the f**k is you playin'
You better listen close to what the f**k I'm sayin'
'Cause really all it takes is a couple grand
Like AT&T, I reach out and I touch a man

Or I can let it go 'cause it ain't nuttin' man
But naw it's the principle so f**k what you sayin'
E'ry dollar I want it, e'ry dime I need that
So when it's time to break bread gimme no feedback

'Cause you don't want to piss me off
And I get to poppin' like we poppin' Cristal
See I can't help it, that's just how we get down
Let off a couple rounds, turn your smile to a frown

Yeah, I know, you think I'm bluffin'
'Til I kick the do' and the goons they rush in
Lay down on the flo' where you keep the coke in
You say, "I don't know" then your blood start gushin'

I done told your a*s once, told your a*s twice
f**kin' with my paper, you're f**kin' wit'cha life
Don't play wit it, don't play wit it
Don't play wit it, nigga, don't play wit it

I done told your a*s once, told your a*s twice
f**kin' with my paper, you're f**kin' wit'cha life
Don't play wit it, don't play wit it
Don't play wit it, nigga, don't play wit it

Here he come once again' Mr. Murder Man
Smokin' on the purple bad, pistol in my other hand
f**kin' with my rubber bands, get your a*s murdered fast
Chop you up and chop ya, then stuff ya in a duffel bag

Ride wit'cha in the trunk 'til ya smellin' bad
Get your daughter after cla*s, ride by snatch her a*s
I know a pus*y nigga owe me a couple stack
Pop him like he never had, but the nigga holdin' back

I ain't trippin' now I'm lettin' 'em pa*s, got that a*s
So I'm in the good, nigga smokin' like a thermostat
Flashin' hella stacks, pie nigga Pontiac
Actin' for these hoes with my money, what kinda shit is that?

I ain't feelin' that, pay me for my f**kin' pack
E'ry dime off e'ry zone, don't gimme that
See it time for the chrome, go on pull it out
Sad Sunday service for the s*cker in the parking lot

I done told your a*s once, told your a*s twice
f**kin' with my paper, you're f**kin' wit'cha life
Don't play wit it, don't play wit it
Don't play wit it, nigga, don't play wit it

I done told your a*s once, told your a*s twice
f**kin' with my paper, you're f**kin' wit'cha life
Don't play wit it, don't play wit it
Don't play wit it, nigga, don't play wit it

Better know the repercussions f**kin' with my dividends
Yeah, I got a hitman for the hitmen
Leave your baby momma numb and I touch many fans
If ye ain't tryin' to see it, I suggest you start prayin'

All I'm sayin', don't try to play me like I'm soft
Treat you like mosquitoes when I skeet you with that off
That Joc crawl blood, nigga call me Red Cross
Leave your wig leakin' like you spilled spaghetti sauce

f**kin' with my paper, ye ain't right
I'ma send them gators, in the middle of the night
Let 'em split your tater, in front your wife
No one can save ya, put out your lights

You're f**kin' with my paper, ye ain't right
I'ma send them gators, in the middle of the night
Let 'em split your tater, in front your wife
No one can save ya, put out your lights

I done told your a*s once, told your a*s twice
f**kin' with my paper, you're f**kin' wit'cha life
Don't play wit it, don't play wit it
Don't play wit it, nigga, don't play wit it

I done told your a*s once, told your a*s twice
f**kin' with my paper, you're f**kin' wit'cha life
Don't play wit it, don't play wit it
Don't play wit it, nigga, don't play wit it

It's the big dawg, Diesel
Yung Joc in the building, ya heard me?




Yung Joc - New Joc City

Jun 2006

  1. New Joc City (Intro)
  2. It's Goin' Down
  3. He Stayed In Trouble (Interlude)
  4. Do Ya Bad
  5. Don't Play Wit It
  6. Excuse Me Officer (Interlude)
  7. Dope Boy Magic
  8. Patron
  9. Flip Flop
  10. I'm Him
  11. Hear Me Coming
  12. I Know You See It
  13. Yung N***a (Interlude)
  14. 1st Time
  15. Knock It Out
  16. Picture Perfect


Don't Play Wit It