Lil' Wyte We Ain't Playin' Lyrics:
[Chorus: repeat 4X]
We ain't playin' (hell naw) we ain't playin' (hell
naw) We ain't playin motherfucker we ain't playin'
(hell naw)

[Verse 1]
Alright, I got a bunch problems throbbing in my
noggin that ain't stopping me You pooping slugs
from your glock on your block I'm staring killing
sprees I'm 23's you 17's on vogues you can't weigh
up to me You flex on me but really it's that hate
driving incorrectly I'm on the road get the fuck
up out my way I'm coming hoe You thinking we
playing with the words we saying We ain't playing
for all who didn't know Keeping it real I'm
laughing at cha' I ain't laughing with cha' I'm
glad to get your full attention comprehension
listen to my opposition Make some money fuck the
honeys twist a blunt and pass it to me Got no time
no weak rhymes so when I write it comes out
ebonics That's the way it's gotta be dirty south
to vow with me Suddenly thousand miles per hour
Renzo's on and out of me Ain't hit my peak but
I'll keep climbing til' my lungs give out on me
Won't take my seat but I'll keep standing flaming
til' you feel the heat Competition is what the
world revolves around so know the score I'm man
the lil mo tasting your plate fuck it we ain't
playing hoe

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
You ain't scared we ain't scared so let's take
this out the doe Got your unit let's go do it I
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ain't got no time for hoes Think we playing we
ain't playing and we can do this 10 on 4 With all
this animosity around me I'm about to explode And
if I blow it's for show the outcome is gonna be
crucial Feeling neutral and if you say I'm useful
and that truthful Bringing it brutal every time
pass the fucking mic to Then your soul and giving
music that's you guarantee to like it Ain't no
stopping there nothing but air and opportunity
every where Stop and stare or just take a peek at
all that isn't fair Think I care yes sir cause all
this shit is effecting me I'm gone keep on
speaking my mind until these folks start
respecting me Neglecting me no more taking that
motherfuck what cha' say Tough as nails growing up
in mempho living in the bay Mady Gray pick the
rapping yes this nigga had to write No more joking
legally roasting you up on track is tight

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I got a million categories on my shit to do list
And plus my anna that's been bottled building up
through out this It's gone combine with the bad
and the goods gone get great Be sad that you ain't
make this far I can't help it that is fake And
plus my legacy been charted through untraveled
planet My prophecy got me to where I be I know you
can't stand it My shit be slamin' like orgasms
jamin' up in your throat Open up your read this
vowels so you can get a breath fo' you choke I'm
bout to give it like some stitches doctors place
in sessions Bring up nothing but some fucking pain
on every thang that I'm given And I got no love
for them haters tryin to stop what I'm doing This
shit goes on I rap po long and bet's believe I'm
pursuing A higher ground on lert and that's so
hard cause man ain't got wings See every one on
nursery puppets dancing round on strings You got
to grab life by it's neck and rip it's bones out
of socket Cause if you don't you'll might slip up
and you'll end up out of pocket

[Chorus]
Lyrics: We Ain't Playin', Lil' Wyte [end]