Played That Shhh Lyrics

You know what, nigga? You actin' like a little bitch right now

You actin' real paranoid and shit

Now these motherfuckers smoked your goddamn cousin in front of you, nigga

Blew his head off in front of your face and you ain't gon' do shit

You actin' like a little bitch right now, nigga

Man, fuck that, I ain't lettin' that shit ride

Big Drastic, nigga

Yo' favorite rapper, favorite rapper

Thanks so much

Did you violate it

Don't play with it, that K gon' spit

They say he hit and', I don't think he makin' it

Play with your life, I take that bitch

It always be the toughest niggas end up in a box

I want that nigga dead, so I'm yellin' free to ops

This shit up on my hands, coulda got his people dropped

If he don't wanna see these hands, then he gon' have to see the Glock

Lotta niggas be the shooter, but most them niggas ain't shootin'

Brought this nigga OT, like Brody kill shit like in movies

Shit gave him a little Uzi and Brody ain't even use it

Got it back a year later, that bitch had the same bullets

They ain't killin' shit

And most of these niggas be spittin' fairy tales

If it was fair to tell, then most of these niggas wouldn't do it

Thats what they tell theyselves

If you play with it, I spray that bitch

They say he hit, I know he is, I'm blowin' shit

Flow fire, they don't want the smoke, so I'm provokin' shit

Niggas act like they don't owe Dras, so I'm revokin' shit

He play hide-and-seek too good, I giddio his bitch

Insider, but we outside, I hit that hoe he missed

Ha, you can play with it and say some shit that you weren't supposed to say

I'll leave you layin' stiff

Shots fired, I ain't sayin' shit

Big Dras

I crack his head like a egg, leave his head leakin'

Egg beaters in the kitchen, they ain't for egg beatin'

Never fell off, bag in and I'm workin'

Hit my line if you want a cop, then I'm servin'

Dras a doc to these J's, Julius Erving'

If I ain't serve him, I was cuttin' up like a surgeon

I'm 50 Zone, these niggas throwin' up that 5 and never been there

I just put a crown on my head, I need a big chair

Call me Big Dras, lil' nigga, I'm the shit here

Play that beat, I woo on that bitch like I'm Ric Flair

I'ma play it cool the whole summer just to ice a nigga

Had some niggas said they'd die for me, now they dead to me

I ain't got a beef in the world, I sleep comfortably

I ain't waitin' but shit, I'm ready if niggas come for me

Try confrontin' me and catch the barrel of that 10 milli'

Niggas mad, they pay to play and I'm where the party at

I'm a part of that, if it's a problem, then I'm solvin' that

Had some mental funerals, they tryin' to bring the coffins back

That Glock hit his face so the family can't leave the coffin crack

Catch my own waves, where they drownin', I'm a shark in that

They think I'm a rapper, I'm an author and I often rap

Pistol in my hand and I'm a marksman where my target at

They think I'm a rapper, I'm an author and I often rap

Pistol in my hand and I'm a marksman where my target's at