I Ain't Playin'-A-Mafia

I Ain't Playin' - A-Mafia [Mystikal] I ain't playin! (Huh) Yall see me enter this motherf**ker SHUT THE F**K UP I ain't playin (He ain't playin) (Tell him ni**a) Talk sh*t behind my back (But when they see me, they don't wanna see me) I ain't playin (I ain't playin wit you b**ches) I ain't playin wit you b**ches BACK yo a** (woooh) F**K UP Gimme some f**king room to put my gold plaque up I f**ked all dat up ROLIN I break these f**kin b**ches back open And watch me turn my dreams realistic Dat kinda would make you wear black armour or may handset yo picnic I'm drinkin but I'm still thirsty Madder than a motherf**ker dats why I'm cursing Said I'm up here but when I'm live and in person Whippin yo a** from over to the clothes to the curtain To each and every other rapper I'm a burden I keep'em hearin me cause I'm smooth like [?] YALL niggaz washed up like the turd SO! Goin straight for your motherf**kin throat The rhymes that I wrote Playin is goin to get you f**ked up Bout to let you b**ches know [Chorus] I ain't playin wit u (I ain't playin wit you b**ches) I ain't playin wit you b**ches (He ain't playin he ain't playin) I ain't playin wit yo b**ch a** I ain't playin I ain't playin with you b**ches I ain't playin (I ain't playin wit yo b**ch a**) (Huh) (I ain't playin) (Whatchu told me?) I thought I f**king told you B**ch don't you ever Think because I'm handsome I'm mild mannered That you can damn me think my style ain't standard F**king wit the man gone get you man handled Mixing my boot camp name up in scandals and slenderness Dats the reason niggas got tossed off the stage in Atlanta Niggas be actin like they hard to understand It's bout time for niggas to represent New Orleans, Louisiana And them steel toe boots gone stomp yo a** One hundred some odd niggaz ready to jump yo a** STOMP yo a** way past the grass Motherf**kers run up but they don't last I make a lot of cash and you others bought a [?] Rabbit eyes couldn't see me threw a magnifying glass I was born in jazz and I shine like brass... (But what?) (what?) But I ain't playin wit yo b**ch a** [Chorus] Like class card I ain't s-s-studdin it Dat don't mean I'm bout to take yo sh*t though motherf**ker (hell no) I can see it in yo face you can see me comin You insecure and jealous Actin bad with yo woman Already don't got yo money Can't take sh*t from me try yo best to put your meanest face on from me But I don't need you b**ches cause you bad company The only way you don't get stomped stay the f**k runnin from me This motherf**kers coming up lovely These niggaz cannot run me on nuttin (ain't dat something I'm) Tight as a button the album cussin the Whooole f**king up dat ni**a and use words like a deadly weapon Grab these motherf**kers by they thumb (Owww) Ball yo stupid a** up and make yo a** look (dumb) Do pass where I'm standin knaw wha' I'm sayin? When I f**k that [?] you betta tell'em I ain't playin! [Chorus] I ain't playin wit u I ain't playin (He ain't heard me) I ain't playin F**k! I'm tired of this sh*t Rappin motherf**kers All them niggaz tryin to use my name to sell there tape I ain't playin I ain't playin wit you b**ches It ain't that I don't want to motherf**kers But I ain't got time to B**ch I ain't playin I ain't playin.