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Young Jeezy Foul Play Lyrics

Last updated: 11/13/2013 04:18:19 AM

Yeah, yeah!
Don't mean play with me nigga,
I play the hell out them killers
I really win on the mission
Stood on the by with 'em niggas
They ain't got none for respect,
I ain't got none for the check
That vision where I'm a vet
I hang this bitch out the bed
You pussy niggas get wet,
You pussy niggas get sway
And while you worry about me niggas
You pussy niggas get paid.
I got a black California,
I drive a bitch when I want
I spread this bitch in Miami,
I fuck that bitch when I want
I got a top outside, is in the back of my ride
I put that in a whole, I shoot that bitch till I'm tired
We gangstas we're moving South,
Respecting nothing but violence.
I'm killing thanks to my stylist' a moment of silence.

Pre-chorus:
Hey! Half a million cars in your driveway
Just put another quarter million on the highway
Got it all in tonight, the bitch is feeling you
And every time I'm still by, you know I'm killing you!

Hook:
Foul play, I'm talking foul play
I put the rodeo on and kill them niggas all day
Foul play, I'm talking foul play
Where you're from, you're pussy get head up like every day!

I got no love for you niggas,
There ain't no need to be friends
I get no role for them figures,
There ain't no need to pretend
I lost some paper and' my cases
Say you brought me with fifty, they got mad'
I'm talking so many birds
Look like we're having a feast
I'm talking so many birds
Fill out the back and'
.. your left your back to the stow
And here I rode to my hood,
Passed out them chopper, get low
And I fill up with my partner,
Got us straight to the stow
And then I rode to my hood,
Passed out them choppers, go low
Only what's hating on you... niggas and rappers
I know two things they ain't,
It's real niggas and troubles
I just caught me a rollie, cars and' Maserati
For being' that bitch sound like a Ducati.
What's happening?

Pre-chorus:
Half a million cars in your driveway
Just put another quarter million on the highway
Got it all in tonight, the bitch is feeling you
And every time I'm still by, you know I'm killing you!
Let's go!

Hook:
Foul play, I'm talking foul play
I put the rodeo on and kill them niggas all day
Foul play, I'm talking foul play
Where you're from, you're pussy get head up like every day!

Goddamn is... them bitches look like they let us
Take 1-25, I whip that bitch like it's battle
They just rap out this shit,
I shut up and rap out this shit
Gave me a bag full of wars
Got me for half of that brick.
I drop that window and '
You're just so prick and you're clacking
You swear it was paparazzi
The way them bitches was flashing
Got on them' I'm killing,
I'm about to cash me a price
She go upstairs and they're fucking,
She gonna be catching the lobby
Although nothing won't kill us
Although nothing but dealers
They say nothing but rap,
Oh I feel none of you niggas.
I'm talking popping the chopper, nigga, and wiping the'
I'm talking' I swear you look like a man!
You know!

Pre-chorus:
Half a million cars in your driveway
Just put another quarter million on the highway
(Kill 'em!)
Got it all in tonight, the bitch is feeling you
And every time I'm still by, you know I'm killing you!
Let's go!

Hook:
Foul play, I'm talking foul play
I put the rodeo on and kill them niggas all day
Foul play, I'm talking foul play
Where you're from, you're pussy get head up like every day!
Let's go!

Half a million cars in your driveway
Just put another quarter million on the highway
Got it all in tonight, the bitch is feeling you
And every time I'm still by, you know I'm killing you!





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