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letra de play ball - drexthejoint

[intro]
previously on ready to die
uh
look

[chorus]
n-ggas gettin’ chipped just for clout
n-ggas wanna show out, i’ll show you what that j about, that sh-t out (j about)
n-ggas know better to hide out
better play ball and batter up, n-gga, don’t strike out (strike out)
n-ggas gettin’ chipped just for clout
n-ggas wanna show out, i’ll show you what that j about, that sh-t out (j about)
n-ggas know better to hide out
better play ball and batter up, n-gga, don’t strike out

[verse 1]
better play ball, tuh, y’all better batter up (batter up)
all y’all n-ggas been down, man, y’all ain’t had enough?
braggin’ ’bout some sh-t you ain’t did, y’all n-ggas ain’t on nothin’ (nothin’)
and any f-ggot i see, he finna catch some slugs (slugs)
and any f-ggot i see, he finna catch some slugs
we can see right through you, n-gga, we all call your bluff (call your bluff)
all of a sudden when you deep, you wanna act tough
thumper on my hip, this that sh-t that make you back up (back back)
let’s keep it real, that was a cheap shot, ain’t no pacquiao
thought it was smooth until them j boys popped out (popped out)
ain’t no squabble up, go against us, you gettin’ knocked down
thought he was my bro, but found out that n-gga copped out (out)
yeah, i do this every day and every season
really be outside when you p-ssy n-ggas sleepin’ (while you asleep)
no thick skin, i’ll shoot you for no reason
i know this n-gga’s mad i’m the reason why his b-tch cheated (she cheated)
[chorus]
n-ggas gettin’ chipped just for clout
n-ggas wanna show out, i’ll show you what that j about, that sh-t out (j about)
n-ggas know better to hide out
better play ball and batter up, n-gga, don’t strike out (strike out)
n-ggas gettin’ chipped just for clout
n-ggas wanna show out, i’ll show you what that j about, that sh-t out (j about)
n-ggas know better to hide out
better play ball and batter up, n-gga, don’t strike out (strike out)

[verse 2]
young n-ggas thought they did somethin’, swear to god they did not, though (did not, though)
got some sh-lls, but i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no tacos
compact 9s and big 40s, yeah, we pop those (pop those)
with the biz, n-gga, that’s that sh-t that n-ggas not on
tryna give a fan a pic, i got slopped on
when the camera stopped, he got popped on (buh, buh)
that’s what he gets for thinkin’ that he macho
p-ssy n-ggas try to wrestle with me, call ’em nacho (nacho)
(who?)

- drexthejoint

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