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LIL HERB & LIL BIBBY lyrics : "Play They Role"

Park the audi on the side block
Hop out hit the corner everybody tryina swag
Dont hurt me (*##$, Im the man out here

(*##$es stand out here, got the bands out here
If you cause a scene on the land out here
I just make a call and you stand out here

Now this boss %#@!, and I talk %#@!
Cause my neck and wrist got me frost bit
Take this ^!$$% (*##$ and I aint stalking

He could buy back at the auction
I be counting stacks, steady counting stacks
Add more towards, then I count it back

I never change ^!$$% count on that
You aint gotta hack, cause Im balling
They get 2 streets till that heater go

Like they knees have strolled and they falling
But Im trained to go when my heater strong
Man they need a ball, (*##$ Im spalding

George swish, they like shawty sick,
Im in sax 5th floor 46
When they hear my age, they go super sick

Im a young ^!$$% with a cougar (*##$
I forever trap till Im super rich
I dont gotta flex, I be cooling it

If you disrespect, let that ruger spit
Head shot, its medulla split
Aint no leg shots, when Im shooting %#@!

I got step ... on the shooting %#@!
Thats a head and ran, drop a ^!$$% dead, hit again
Later catch me counting dividends


Big topper, no harley, call me no ali
Or mj, Ive been great

Bow down at your sensei
Ive been real, they been fake
Dope boy, Ive been getting cake

Im in the field, with the biggest ill
That tough talking that will get him killed
This %#@! is real, look baby I go nuts

I mean so nuts, board cars and I roll up
Might hop out and just post stuff
Grab some blunts, roll those up

Tell ... call some hoes up
^!$$%s say they fin to take off
But tell these ^!$$%s whats the hold up

Cause I aint seen none, feel %#@!
You aint seen none, know its riches get
Big guns for the witnesses, no talking, Im killing %#@!

And I walk around with like ...
^!$$% rob me, you was probably dreaming
Blow his brains out, what the $#&@ is you thinking

I stay strapped you must have been drinking
Its no lackin, my bro packing
See if I have broke clap him

Going hard its a $#&@ing classic
Kobe with the blunt, go pass it
I know the game like Im at it

I got work but Im taxing
Im a tough when Im in traffic
Call the ... dip pen whackin, uh!


Me and baby steady killing tracks
Spending stacks and steady get em back

Sneak dissing we a ghetto whack
Keep visions, get them ^!$$%s back
I ain't with all it to the top

I ain't lying, I'm spittin facts
Cocaine flow, I'm spitting crack
30 shots clip I give them that

30 shots hit head he ain't coming back
No sympathy when a ^!$$% whack
Street %#@!ting me, I ain't feeling that

G %#@!tin me, (*##$ Im feeling racks
Saving hoes, I ain't into that
Training hoes then send em back

You (*##$ on me cause I'm getting that
I ain't saving money, I'm spending that
Range rover, take a spin in that
Forgiatos (*##$es digging that
20 models on a ^!$$% act

40 hallows send him into mat
Switching cars like Im switching broads
No limit gang on my ^!$$%s ...
My ^!$$%s ain't fin to starve
My ^!$$%s broke you getting robbed

Im in the booth, steady spitting bars
Im a real deal, these ^!$$%s frauds
And I'm pulling these ^!$$%s cards
Lot of ^!$$%s tryina act hard
Let the gang spark,

Find his $$# in the back yard.

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