I Aint Playin Wit Em

Yeah
New Hell Rell
I ain't playing with 'em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pre-show a motherfucker, nigga
This sound like the shit you was giving X in the late '90s, huh?
I'm with it, Ruger Rell, Dipset
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
DJ Trigga, Hell Rell, Hell on Earth

Ball hard, show these niggas my game
Or put that red dot on 'em, show these niggas my aim
I ain't playing with 'em, but what you doing, nigga?
Man, I ain't playing with 'em, but what you doing, nigga?

I got Shamu on this motherfucking title, two crosses on my neck
And I ain't never read a scripture out that motherfucking Bible

You know how this shit go, you dealing with a sicko

I blow his head off while he cuddled up with his pillow
I don't ride around in limos, I'm usually in the truck
With the black gloves on, about to hop out with the pump
Pull over right here, there that nigga go with his bitch, Pam
Kill him and his ho, he don't pay me my ten grand
Niggas love Ruger Rell because I'm kinda hard
Rap don't work, try my luck with the armored cars
That's a bank robbery, five black Escalades
All bulletproofed up with tank armory

Clap and I spray, sack of that hay
I'm a gun runner, sell twenty ratchets a day
I got Rugers, revolvers, anything you need, I got

Even them Dillingers that fit up in the beef and brats
All hell 'bout to break loose this August
We all know I ain't perfect, but my wrist flawless
Make him sick to his stomach, nigga get nauseous
I don't pick up my phone for workers when I'm with bosses

No, he ain't higher than me
If I was out of work, he still wasn't hiring me, nigga
And that's your man's bitch? Where you find the jerk?
Had him in Clinton, washing socks and ironing shirts

Ball hard, show these niggas my game
Or put that red dot on 'em, show these niggas my aim
I ain't playing with 'em, but what you doing, nigga?
Man, I ain't playing with 'em, but what you doing, nigga?
Yo, look at my tattoos, show these niggas my gang
Or throw fifty karats on and show these niggas my chain
I ain't playing with 'em, but what you doing, nigga?
Man, I ain't playing with 'em, but what you doing, nigga?

Man, what is he worth?
He's up in the thousands, he's up in the millions
Feds down in the lobby, dope up in the ceiling
I'm accustomed to dealing that stuff that's appealing
To the lost and the desperate, I'm forced to connect with
Murderers, drug dealers, gat busters
Hustlers that sell crack cocaine to pregnant mothers
Damn, the game is so realer, tryna get more skrilla
Daddy was a dope fiend, that's why I'm the dope dealer

Listen to me, believe me, I am no killer
But if you push me, start shooting like the boy Billups
From the pistons, I'm itching to kill him
But he won't give me one reason to kill him
So I'ma find one, blind son with a bunch of diamonds
Feeding niggas bullets, homie, would you like to try some?
They float like butterflies and sting like bees
Without no relations to Muhammad Ali

I know I'm innocent, but I still feel guilty
I took a million showers, but I still feel filthy
Got money and cars, but still feel like I'm broke
My tongue getting numb, shit, that feel like it's coke
I've been in and out of hell, been in and out of jail
Been double-bumped with lames, had to kick 'em out my cell
Now I'm back on my shooter shit, back on my Ruger shit

Dipset, bitch, I do this shit

Ball hard, show these niggas my game
Or put that red dot on 'em, show these niggas my aim
I ain't playing with 'em, but what you doing, nigga?
Man, I ain't playing with 'em, but what you doing, nigga?
Yo, look at my tattoos, show these niggas my gang
Or throw fifty karats on and show these niggas my chain
I ain't playing with 'em, but what you doing, nigga?
Man, I ain't playing with 'em, but what you doing, nigga?

Dipset, nigga
I might be up, I might be down
I might be strapped, I might not be strapped
I might be broke today, I'm rich tomorrow
But one thing for sure, two things for certain
I ain't playing with 'em, I ain't playing with 'em
I ain't playing with 'em, I ain't playing with 'em
Man, I ain't playing with 'em, I ain't playing with 'em
Let these wack-ass DJs know, we ain't playing with 'em
Shout out to the whole Rell team