Letra He tried to play me (feat. hell rell) Cam'Ron

He tried to play me (feat. hell rell)

[Hell Rell: Hook]HE TRIED TO PLAY MEEEESHIT GOT ALL CRAAAAZYBUT THINGS JUST WASN'T THE SAMESO I RAN UP ON HIIIIIMTHEN PULLED MY MAC OUTTTAND I BLEW OUT HIS BRAINSSSS[Cam'Ron: Verse 1]Y'ALL WITH THE VIOLENCEEEEWE MOVE IN SILENCEEESILENCE PLUS SILENCE THE GUNSSSSSI WAS THE WIIILDEST...THAT WAS CHILDISH...NOW I STACK MY ONESSSSSSHINAY WAS IN LOVE WITH HER SCHOOLRICH WASN'T LIKING HIS SCHOOLSHINAY CAUGHT TWO IN THE RIBSSSSSHE WAS A HUSTLERSHE'S A CUSTOMERNOW HE'S OFF DOING A BIIIIDTEE GOT SHOT WITH A SHOTGUN ON HIS BLOCKI WISH IT WAS ALL PRETEEEENDNANA WOULD GET HIIIGHHARD ENOUGH GETTING BUYYWHEN IS IT ALL GONNA ENNNNDME I'M STILL HOLDING ONTHE TEAM STILL ROLLIN STRONGTHE AVE IS DOWN THE STREEEEETBUT IM A STREET TARGETCALL ME A MEAT MARKETI STAY AROUND SOME BEEEEEEEFTHE BLOCKS STILL PUMPINISN'T IT SOMETHIIIIN?NEEDLES, KNIVES & NINEEEESTHERE'S NO TOMORROOOOOWFOOD GETTING BORROWEEEEEDWHAT KIND OF LIFE IS MINE??[Hell Rell: Hook]HE TRIED TO PLAY MEEEESHIT GOT ALL CRAAAAZYBUT THINGS JUST WASN'T THE SAMESO I RAN UP ON HIIIIIMTHEN PULLED MY MAC OUTTTAND I BLEW OUT HIS BRAINSSSS[Cam'Ron: Verse 2]
They call me "Patty Cake Patty Cake The Bakers Man", I bubble bread (bread)Beef don't stop, who's this years knuckle head? (knuckle head)
We done scrapped and scuffled until our knuckles bled (bled)Shot out in front of police, yell FUCK A FED! (fuck a fed)
I patrol on d-lo, popo know my steelo
Who seen Killa cop? Nigga's rolling C-LoPump the peddle bike, nice chain, light chain
Fiends sniffin' white caine, needle, 40 and night train (that's Harlem)Just a hype lame, you'll never like Dame (why?)Three years ago I would of robbed his dice game (true)Life's changed my snipe game's the right mayne (what's the difference?)
Only difference is I'll push you to that right lane (whip in traffic)
Gotta laugh yall that's just blue lightning (the Lambo)Or that white thing, you on the Internet pricing (pricing?)I don't window shop, not me and Jim go cop
Hop through the window ock, god damn them Bimbo's hot (hot)Dukes of Hazard, they wanna do the Limbo LockNever had a Pinto ock, first car a Benzo drop (Mercedes)"Bens & Bops", put between my hot wallet
And my toaster, I really had a hot pocket
And I'm saying this real cleary'all can't chill here
I know real thugs in wheelchairs
Yeah yeah, and you can't steal there
Party pop more bottles than a nigga on 2 feet and some real gearIt's real here, real near, you feel fear, a meals real
They don't cry, if they do cry homeboys a steel tearAnimals....
Lions, Whales, Seals, BearsY'all fruits.....cherries, grapes, stale pears[Cam'Ron: Bridge]THAT'S WHY NIGGAS FUCK WITH MEAND THEM LADIES LOVING METHEY ALL PUT THEY TRUST IN MECAUSE.....I FLIP THAT KILLA MANTHAT'S WHY NIGGAS FUCK WITH MEAND THEM LADIES LOVING METHEY ALL PUT THEY TRUST IN MEAND.....MY NAME IS KILLA CAM[Hell Rell: Hook]HE TRIED TO PLAY MEEEESHIT GOT ALL CRAAAAZYBUT THINGS JUST WASN'T THE SAMESO I RAN UP ON HIIIIIMTHEN PULLED MY MAC OUTTTAND I BLEW OUT HIS BRAINSSSS