Letra He Tried To Play Me de Cam'ron original
(feat. Hell Rell) Hell Rell: Hook> HE TRIED TO PLAY ME SHIT GOT ALL CRAZY AND THINGS JUST WASN'T THE SAME SO I RAN UP ON HIM THEN PULLED MY MAC OUT AND I BLEW OUT HIS BRAINS Cam'Ron: Verse 1> Y'ALL WITH THE VIOLENCE WE MOVE IN SILENCE SILENCE PLUS SILENCE THE GUNS(the guns) I WAS THE WILDEST... THAT WAS CHILDISH... NOW I STACK MY ONES SHINAY WAS IN LOVE WITH HER SCHOOL RICH WASN'T LIKIN' HIS SCHOOL SHINAY CAUGHT TWO IN THE RIBS(In the ribs) HE WAS A HUSTLER SHE'S A CUSTOMER NOW HE'S OFF DOING A BID T GOT SHOT WITH A SHOTGUN ON HIS BLOCK I WISH IT WAS ALL PRETEND NANA GETTIN' HIGH HARD ENOUGH GETTING BY WHEN IS IT ALL GONNA END ME I'M STILL HOLDIN' ON THE TEAM STILL ROLLIN STRONG THE AVE IS DOWN THE STREET(Down the street) BUT IM THE STREET TARGET CALL ME DA MEAT MARKET I STAY AROUND SOME BEEF THE BLOCKS STILL PUMPIN' ISN'T IT SOMETHIIIIN? NEEDLES, KNIVES & NINES THERE'S NO TOMORROW FOOD GETTING BORROWED WHAT KIND OF LIFE IS MINE??(Life is mine) Hell Rell: Hook> HE TRIED TO PLAY ME SHIT GOT ALL CRAZY AND THINGS JUST WASN'T THE SAME SO I RAN UP ON HIM THEN PULLED MY MAC OUT AND I BLEW OUT HIS BRAINS 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? (This year's knuckle head) We done scrapped and scuffled until our knuckles bled (knuckles bled) Shot out in front of police, yell FUCK THE FEDS! (fuck the feds) I patrol on d-lo, popo know my steelo Who seen Killa cop? Nigga's rolling C-Lo Pump 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 Lock Never 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 clear Y'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 gear It's real here, real near, you feel fear, a meals real They don't cry, if they do cry homeboys a steel tear Animals....Lions, Whales, Seals, Bears Y'all fruits.....cherries, grapes, stale pears Cam'Ron: Bridge> THAT'S WHY NIGGAS FUCK WITH ME AND THEM LADIES LOVING ME THEY ALL PUT THEY TRUST IN ME CAUSE.....I FLIP THAT KILLA MAN THAT'S WHY NIGGAS FUCK WITH ME AND THEM LADIES LOVING ME THEY ALL PUT THEY TRUST IN ME AND.....MY NAME IS KILLA CAM Hell Rell: Hook> HE TRIED TO PLAY ME SHIT GOT ALL CRAZY AND THINGS JUST WASN'T THE SAME SO I RAN UP ON HIM THEN PULLED MY MAC OUT AND I BLEW OUT HIS BRAINS