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Jeezy lyrics : "Foul Play"

[Verse 1]
Don't even play with me ^!$$% I'll pay the hell out them killas (yeah)
I went and went on a mission stood on the block with them ^!$$%s (yeahhh)

They ain't got nothin' but respect I ain't got nothin' but a check (aye)
That fishin ware(?) I'm a vet I hang this (*##$ out a vette (hahaa)
You #~!!@ ^!$$%s get wet you #~!!@ ^!$$%s get sprayed

And while y'all worried bout me ^!$$% you #~!!@ ^!$$%s get paid (dayumm)
I got a black California(?) I drive that (*##$ when I want (yeah)
A spanish (*##$ in Miami I $#&@ that (*##$ when I want (thats riiight)

I got a chopper outside It's in the back of my ride (ride)
I put one in the hole and shoot that (*##$ till I'm tired (boom)
We gangstas we move in silence respecting nothing but violence

I'm killin' thanks to my stylist lets have a moment of silence shhh (Aye)

[Hook]

Half a million in cars in your drive way (drive way)
Just put another quarter mil on the highway (yeah)
Got it all on tonight the (*##$es fillin' em (yeahhh)

And every time I step out you I'm killin' em (lets go!)

Foul play! Im talkin' foul play

I put the rollie on and killed them ^!$$%s all day (hahaa)
Foul play! Im talkin' foul play
Where I'm from you !@#( get hit up like err day (lets go!)


[Verse 2]
I gots no love for these ^!$$%s there ain't no need to be friends (nah)

I get no roll from them figgas ain't not need to pretend (hahaa)
I lost some paper in (?) bounced back beat my cases (dayumm)
Say he comin with fifty think I met him Masses(?) (thats riiight)

I'm talkin so many birds look like we having a feast (feast)
I'm talkin so many birds filled up the back of caprice (woo)
When I fell out with my plug look I went straight to the store (yeah)

And then i rolled through my hood passed out them choppas galore (aye)
Only ones hating on young is sucka ^!$$%s and rappers (why)
I know two things they ain't thats real ^!$$%s and trappers (yeah)

I just copped me a rollie cost a new Maserati (dayum)
458 with exhaust that (*##$ sound like a Bugatti whats hattnin


[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Got them extendos in 40's them (*##$es look like they ladders (dayumm)
Take a 125 I whip that (*##$ like its batter (woo)
They just rap bout this %#@! I shot out the trap bout this %#@! (aye)

Gave me a back full of wolves got me for like half of that brick (yeahhh)
I drop that window in traffic you just start clickin' and clackin' (aye)
You swear it was paparazzi the way them (*##$es was flashin' (hahaa)

Got on them gloves man I'm killin' I'm boutta catch me a body (yeah)
She come upstairs and they $#&@in' she gone be catchin' the lobby (that riiight)
I don't know nothin' but killas (nothin' but killas) I don't know nothin' but dealas (nothin' but dealas)

This is ain't nothin' but rap (wassup) I don't fear none of you ^!$$%s (nah)
Im talkin poppin the choppers ^!$$% (boom) and wipin' the prints (wipin' the prints)
Im talkin white on red lamb I swear it look like a mint you know


[Hook]

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