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letra de no games - marr grey

[intro]
night rider sh-t…

[verse 1]
long as the family good we gon’ be okay n-gga
i don’t trust you need to stay yo’ -ss away n-gga
on a island by myself like cast away n-gga
just put my house in the woods now i’m safe
like i slid for home base, man i’m safe
i see the shadows at night fon’t f-ck with satan
i’m droppin’ rider this year i know they waitin’
i might just hop on a ‘lier
and say i dress way too weird
i might just grow out my hair
i might just rock with the beard
i brought the set set you know that we set
you know where i’m at
they talk to my back, won’t talk to my front dawg
you know my address
gotta stay lowkey
don’t need to be out to show i’m the best
don’t play no games
please don’t take me for no joke, no
cookin’ up i treat this sh-t like dis’ was coco
i’m in chanel with carti bracelets (ya dig)
n-ggas come around but they’ont say sh-t (ya dig)
get a lotta money from my streams
man i’m the chosen one that god only sees
that’s what marr means
not the waves in the seas
halloween season, you will not feel the screams

[pre-chorus]
don’t play no games, no
we not the same, no
i’m bout to snap, dawg
got the hits like a bat, dawg
i’m not goin’ back, dawg (okay!)
not goin’ broke again
all the sh-t now that i’m in
god won’t let this sh-t end (ya dig)

[chorus]
play no games, play no games no
got protection leave the weapon when i paid for (paid for)
makin’ money yeah we made dough
those my brothers we came up sharin’ the same clothes
yeah, i don’t play around with this sh-t
it’s just too much on my head
while i’m tryna rep the set
that’s that sh-t i don’t forget
when you talkin’ outcho’ neck
i’m just a rider, riding for my dawgs at night

[verse 2]
i just went and bought some drip (ya dig)
i pour the redbull in it when i sip (ya dig)
you spendin’ all yo money on the wrong sh-t (i gotcha)
she playin’ all you n-ggas dawg, man i’m hip (betta believe)
never could i ever trust a b-tch (don’t do it!)
i done’ mcqueen’d my jeans and [?] dawg i’m lit (ha ha)
no billy jean, i ain’t gotta kid
don’t come where i live (ya dig)
’cause that is yo’ head (ya dig)
-btlrr-
phone ringin’, want me at the club cause i got the speakers bangin’
put the family on dawg we lookin’ like the wayans
ok, now you see what i’m sayin’
ain’t got no time for playin’
i gotta move to the sand
saint laurent bag got bands in it
b-tch so fat, i ran it
tenant, tenant, tenant, tenant
open yo’ mouth like the dentist
i ain’t f-ck that b-tch in a minute
ya boy gotta whole lotta cash
feel like my palms gotta rash (okay)
take my advice, come in at night
back on a flight, freezin’ at nights
diamonds are fiji, they really need me
sh-t is too easy betta believe me, betta believe me..

[chorus]
play no games, play no games no
got protection leave the weapon when i paid for
makin’ money yeah we made dough
those my brothers we came up sharin’ the same clothes
yeaaah, i don’t play around with this sh-t
it’s just too much on my head
while i’m tryna rep the set
that’s that sh-t i don’t forget
when you talkin’ outcho’ neck
i’m just a rider, riding for my dawgs at night

- marr grey

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