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(Iced Up Records) Oowee (Cashout, what it do, do, do?) Drank God Play for keeps Play for keeps Play for keeps Play for keeps, nigga Play for keeps We play for keeps Play for keeps, yeah Load that fucker up and turn that pussy boy to ashes We cash shit, don't do no BNB's, ho we buy mansions Just made a million dollars in last month, got' pay my taxes Can't take my ghetto bitch to every club 'cause she too ratchet Applyin' too much pressure on them boys, they teamin' up now Won't never have no blick with no safety and see my cup down He shot up in the air and caught body, he think he cut now The best Fent' in the city, dope house look like a bus stop Play for keeps We play for keeps We play for keeps, nigga We play for keeps Letras de cancionesPlay for keeps, yeah We play for keeps Play for keeps, pussy Wе play for, yeah Fuck this rap check, we pull up blitzin' 'causе we 'bout that 2014, used to distribute like a outlet In my momma house, I kept a hundred where her couch at Used to rock a pouch, but bitch my Glock now where my pouch at .40 on my waist, toss it at your face Tuck three hundred in my safe You sip eights, ain't want no Ace Got that check, bought white diamonds, ain't rock nothin' like my race Brand new whip, the lights blindin', this shit somethin' like my face On my bezzy, bitch, I bought a presi', pull up rockin' Fevzy At like twenty I was like a heavy, went and bought a Tesly Love my block, named my son Essex, BM call him Essy We put fifties in the trenches, they knew we couldn't wait to test 'em 'cause we Play for keeps We play for keeps We play for keeps, nigga We play for keeps Play for keeps, yeah We play for keeps Play for keeps, pussy We play for, yeah Do your homework, before I rapped, bitch, I got on first Fuck that sucker shit, he only gangster 'cause he on Percs Turned that paper legal, upped some M's, they thought it wasn't workin' Ain't beefin' with no rapper sellin' merch, we put 'em on shirts Yeah, stack master, we both took some L's but I got back faster Thousand bow's of Runtz, yeah this that pack it smell like cat bladder Forgiato tires, throw that chip in, make the 'Cat faster Pressin' shit forreal, knock off yo' cap and leave your hat damaged My pops was smokin' crack when momma raised me in the dope hood Fuck the other side, they ain't with us, I ain't got no love Pick a nigga off, feel like Steve Kerr, I'm tryna coach some' Teslas got me dizzy off that syrup, might make me throw up, nigga Play for keeps We play for keeps We play for keeps, nigga We play for keeps Play for keeps, yeah We play for keeps Play for keeps, pussy We play for, yeah From Letras Mania