I Don't Play 歌词
| 歌曲 | I Don't Play |
| 歌手 | Kool Keith |
| 专辑 | Black Elvis/Lost in Space |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kool Keith | |
| Yo yo yo | |
| Worldwide, worldwide | |
| Kool keith in bronx housing | |
| Ninety-nine, 2000 | |
| As we get biz, yeah | |
| I'ma let you have it | |
| Let's do this | |
| Yo, my life is clientele, while pro people talk about me | |
| Cut empty pocket, shark faces like electric sockets | |
| Sideburns with afro, nasty pro, throw like rollo | |
| In wells fargo, cashin checks while you tryin to borrow | |
| My game is cut through, plastic come, we can see through | |
| Disco music, jazz loops, i ain't tryin to be you | |
| Nineteen-ninety-nine, 2000 black, new design | |
| My head is on right | |
| Back up kid you wasn't born right | |
| Playin center i block your wack raps like bill cartwright | |
| Pick up your rebounds, plastic soft production sounds | |
| All mc groups will be cartoons like mother goose | |
| No joke i bust back | |
| Kid for real, watch your buttcrack | |
| Entourages, movin neighborhoods like mr. rogers | |
| Slam rhymes on concrete, mash em up in car garages | |
| Cadillac spin, open magazines, vibe again | |
| You're jealous stare lickin, paws like you're rin-tin-tin | |
| I'm back again, i stop your programs like gentle ben | |
| Yeah (yeah.. yeah.. yeah..) | |
| Chorus: kool keith (repeat 4x) | |
| I'll be the man, watch your backpack, pen and pencil | |
| School today! grown man, i don't play | |
| [kool keith] | |
| Back up the turnpike, watch mad max turn into you | |
| Get gassed at truckstops, leave diesel fuel, burnin through you | |
| I come to boo you, best believe, i'm a damager | |
| Cancel shows, interviews, i don't need no manager | |
| Slash fan, half of y'all, think i'm the elephant man | |
| Look through my records analyze me like i'm michael jackson | |
| Collect my vinyl dj moves spinnin on my wax and | |
| Groupies in line, camera flashes, i don't need the action | |
| Sweaty hotels, dumbbells, i'd rather shop in modell's | |
| While y'all wear backpacks, with corny macks, rollin l's | |
| Cd's get melted, ask your favorite rapper, how he felt it | |
| I turn on others, light up this, when i'm cookin muffins | |
| That's on the grill, make your girlfriend buy my ampex reels | |
| Pay for studio time, droppin verse with dope words | |
| I'm on the real herb, pick up mics you got some nerve | |
| Rahway state prison bring my projects in the music business | |
| That's if you with this, yo craig, there will be no witness | |
| I'm comin through with bronx crew, a black, boo-ba-babboon | |
| Tecs in my pockets make your feets dance, do the lockin | |
| Yeah (yeah.. yeah.. yeah.. yeah..) | |
| Chorus | |
| [kool keith] | |
| Yo, what are you doin lookin in my closet? | |
| Why are you tryin to try on my sneakers? | |
| Stop lookin around in my kitchen | |
| That's right it's honeycomb up there, raviolis | |
| Everything a regular man eats | |
| I'm not the elephant man, whassup? | |
| You don't scare me, i'm the man that bought your girl some hair | |
| Walk in giant arenas and stop your show at madison square | |
| With security, you can't call the secret service | |
| Got your roadie cases packed up, your bookin agent nervous | |
| Backstage passes special units break your fendi glasses | |
| Cancel your flights, town car, see me in the brown car | |
| Rip up your passport, i follow you through kennedy airport | |
| Lock up the gates, town seize up, like norman bates | |
| Book hotel niko change my face up, in puerto rico | |
| Julio gongado bumpin beats, in a el dorado | |
| I'm movin swiftly, the game is fast, very quickly | |
| Greyhound bus tickets, i'll vick you for the whole season | |
| That's the reason i'll be easin, eatin cheese and | |
| That's right kid, yeah (yeah.. yeah..) | |
| Chorus | |
| Yeah, that's right, watch your backpacks | |
| For the nine-nine to the 2000 | |
| From bronx housing | |
| Housing.. |
| zuo ci : Kool Keith | |
| Yo yo yo | |
| Worldwide, worldwide | |
| Kool keith in bronx housing | |
| Ninetynine, 2000 | |
| As we get biz, yeah | |
| I' ma let you have it | |
| Let' s do this | |
| Yo, my life is clientele, while pro people talk about me | |
| Cut empty pocket, shark faces like electric sockets | |
| Sideburns with afro, nasty pro, throw like rollo | |
| In wells fargo, cashin checks while you tryin to borrow | |
| My game is cut through, plastic come, we can see through | |
| Disco music, jazz loops, i ain' t tryin to be you | |
| Nineteenninetynine, 2000 black, new design | |
| My head is on right | |
| Back up kid you wasn' t born right | |
| Playin center i block your wack raps like bill cartwright | |
| Pick up your rebounds, plastic soft production sounds | |
| All mc groups will be cartoons like mother goose | |
| No joke i bust back | |
| Kid for real, watch your buttcrack | |
| Entourages, movin neighborhoods like mr. rogers | |
| Slam rhymes on concrete, mash em up in car garages | |
| Cadillac spin, open magazines, vibe again | |
| You' re jealous stare lickin, paws like you' re rintintin | |
| I' m back again, i stop your programs like gentle ben | |
| Yeah yeah.. yeah.. yeah.. | |
| Chorus: kool keith repeat 4x | |
| I' ll be the man, watch your backpack, pen and pencil | |
| School today! grown man, i don' t play | |
| kool keith | |
| Back up the turnpike, watch mad max turn into you | |
| Get gassed at truckstops, leave diesel fuel, burnin through you | |
| I come to boo you, best believe, i' m a damager | |
| Cancel shows, interviews, i don' t need no manager | |
| Slash fan, half of y' all, think i' m the elephant man | |
| Look through my records analyze me like i' m michael jackson | |
| Collect my vinyl dj moves spinnin on my wax and | |
| Groupies in line, camera flashes, i don' t need the action | |
| Sweaty hotels, dumbbells, i' d rather shop in modell' s | |
| While y' all wear backpacks, with corny macks, rollin l' s | |
| Cd' s get melted, ask your favorite rapper, how he felt it | |
| I turn on others, light up this, when i' m cookin muffins | |
| That' s on the grill, make your girlfriend buy my ampex reels | |
| Pay for studio time, droppin verse with dope words | |
| I' m on the real herb, pick up mics you got some nerve | |
| Rahway state prison bring my projects in the music business | |
| That' s if you with this, yo craig, there will be no witness | |
| I' m comin through with bronx crew, a black, boobababboon | |
| Tecs in my pockets make your feets dance, do the lockin | |
| Yeah yeah.. yeah.. yeah.. yeah.. | |
| Chorus | |
| kool keith | |
| Yo, what are you doin lookin in my closet? | |
| Why are you tryin to try on my sneakers? | |
| Stop lookin around in my kitchen | |
| That' s right it' s honeycomb up there, raviolis | |
| Everything a regular man eats | |
| I' m not the elephant man, whassup? | |
| You don' t scare me, i' m the man that bought your girl some hair | |
| Walk in giant arenas and stop your show at madison square | |
| With security, you can' t call the secret service | |
| Got your roadie cases packed up, your bookin agent nervous | |
| Backstage passes special units break your fendi glasses | |
| Cancel your flights, town car, see me in the brown car | |
| Rip up your passport, i follow you through kennedy airport | |
| Lock up the gates, town seize up, like norman bates | |
| Book hotel niko change my face up, in puerto rico | |
| Julio gongado bumpin beats, in a el dorado | |
| I' m movin swiftly, the game is fast, very quickly | |
| Greyhound bus tickets, i' ll vick you for the whole season | |
| That' s the reason i' ll be easin, eatin cheese and | |
| That' s right kid, yeah yeah.. yeah.. | |
| Chorus | |
| Yeah, that' s right, watch your backpacks | |
| For the ninenine to the 2000 | |
| From bronx housing | |
| Housing.. |
| zuò cí : Kool Keith | |
| Yo yo yo | |
| Worldwide, worldwide | |
| Kool keith in bronx housing | |
| Ninetynine, 2000 | |
| As we get biz, yeah | |
| I' ma let you have it | |
| Let' s do this | |
| Yo, my life is clientele, while pro people talk about me | |
| Cut empty pocket, shark faces like electric sockets | |
| Sideburns with afro, nasty pro, throw like rollo | |
| In wells fargo, cashin checks while you tryin to borrow | |
| My game is cut through, plastic come, we can see through | |
| Disco music, jazz loops, i ain' t tryin to be you | |
| Nineteenninetynine, 2000 black, new design | |
| My head is on right | |
| Back up kid you wasn' t born right | |
| Playin center i block your wack raps like bill cartwright | |
| Pick up your rebounds, plastic soft production sounds | |
| All mc groups will be cartoons like mother goose | |
| No joke i bust back | |
| Kid for real, watch your buttcrack | |
| Entourages, movin neighborhoods like mr. rogers | |
| Slam rhymes on concrete, mash em up in car garages | |
| Cadillac spin, open magazines, vibe again | |
| You' re jealous stare lickin, paws like you' re rintintin | |
| I' m back again, i stop your programs like gentle ben | |
| Yeah yeah.. yeah.. yeah.. | |
| Chorus: kool keith repeat 4x | |
| I' ll be the man, watch your backpack, pen and pencil | |
| School today! grown man, i don' t play | |
| kool keith | |
| Back up the turnpike, watch mad max turn into you | |
| Get gassed at truckstops, leave diesel fuel, burnin through you | |
| I come to boo you, best believe, i' m a damager | |
| Cancel shows, interviews, i don' t need no manager | |
| Slash fan, half of y' all, think i' m the elephant man | |
| Look through my records analyze me like i' m michael jackson | |
| Collect my vinyl dj moves spinnin on my wax and | |
| Groupies in line, camera flashes, i don' t need the action | |
| Sweaty hotels, dumbbells, i' d rather shop in modell' s | |
| While y' all wear backpacks, with corny macks, rollin l' s | |
| Cd' s get melted, ask your favorite rapper, how he felt it | |
| I turn on others, light up this, when i' m cookin muffins | |
| That' s on the grill, make your girlfriend buy my ampex reels | |
| Pay for studio time, droppin verse with dope words | |
| I' m on the real herb, pick up mics you got some nerve | |
| Rahway state prison bring my projects in the music business | |
| That' s if you with this, yo craig, there will be no witness | |
| I' m comin through with bronx crew, a black, boobababboon | |
| Tecs in my pockets make your feets dance, do the lockin | |
| Yeah yeah.. yeah.. yeah.. yeah.. | |
| Chorus | |
| kool keith | |
| Yo, what are you doin lookin in my closet? | |
| Why are you tryin to try on my sneakers? | |
| Stop lookin around in my kitchen | |
| That' s right it' s honeycomb up there, raviolis | |
| Everything a regular man eats | |
| I' m not the elephant man, whassup? | |
| You don' t scare me, i' m the man that bought your girl some hair | |
| Walk in giant arenas and stop your show at madison square | |
| With security, you can' t call the secret service | |
| Got your roadie cases packed up, your bookin agent nervous | |
| Backstage passes special units break your fendi glasses | |
| Cancel your flights, town car, see me in the brown car | |
| Rip up your passport, i follow you through kennedy airport | |
| Lock up the gates, town seize up, like norman bates | |
| Book hotel niko change my face up, in puerto rico | |
| Julio gongado bumpin beats, in a el dorado | |
| I' m movin swiftly, the game is fast, very quickly | |
| Greyhound bus tickets, i' ll vick you for the whole season | |
| That' s the reason i' ll be easin, eatin cheese and | |
| That' s right kid, yeah yeah.. yeah.. | |
| Chorus | |
| Yeah, that' s right, watch your backpacks | |
| For the ninenine to the 2000 | |
| From bronx housing | |
| Housing.. |
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