Grand Puba - Play It Cool lyrics

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(Chorus)

Play it cool and move it slow....

(Sadat X)

The nature of these humans is to wanna see rip

Is to wanna see a fight and say should not write

I say let bygones be bygones and let's make this cash

Let's get this doe and astill let niggaz know

It's alot of bad bitches in Atlanta

New York is there and it's ripe for the killing

I say hit me wit a stack, let me live, let me do mine

Let me be aight, when I rest in the night

If you want it, you can get it

Don't make theatrics if you got soft tactics

There's alot of actors out there in the movies

And even more actors in the rap game

I keep my shit in place so I can reach all my people

So I won't confuse the words that I choose

The Brand Nubian combo, Grand Puba ensemble

Will make a nigga hungry, give him a piece of fried fish

Known Alamo for 25 years

So when I say pass the beef, then Ali passed the beef

Wack rappers be sliding by the skin of they teeth

No label could ever be able to stop me

They might try to prop me. put me on promotions, but yo, fuk that

Just give me my money, ain't a damn thing funny ?(real lust)?

Life is a 3 ring circus, all of the ups and downs of the carousel

That I knew so well, check it out

Cuz money's what the two's all about

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(Grand Puba)

Keep it going, no doubt, no doubt, no diggedy

Hey me and Doogie bag mad doe

Wit that nigga 'Mo, niggaz try to see it but they moving (move slow)

So tell me what the fuk is it

Weak cyphers can't wait for the God to come and visit

Niggaz don't know on the d-low

Me and my man Sadat is mad (cool) and we bagging doe

So save the boo for Betty, I shred niggaz like confetti

Bagging loot and I'm jetti, so are you ready to learn

Of putting niggaz on ruin, coming stronger than Ewing

I put the tic wit the tac cuz I'm the knick wit the knack

So save the patty for the wack and it'll stem from the crack

You know what, I don't hit guts of no nasty sluts

Or get strung on butts, I just hit 'em wit the roach deluxe

Cuz Doogie, you know how shit do

So Sadat, let's bag this money, then push back to the bungaloo

Go and tell your motehr, it's return of the blues

(We can do it better) so fuk them others

Cuz I ain't trying to hear it

Then if time and giving loot, I be fuking five women

The location now, we don't even ask while

Lyrics so deep they keep passing you by

I'm cutting niggaz down like drive by

Niggaz can't keep, cuz yo, money, your shit is dry

Grand Puba, Stud Doogie

This is how we flow it on, Big Jeff, let's get it going on

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