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We Play 4 Keeps
784
Hip-Hop/Rap
We Play 4 Keeps was released on August 8, 1996 by On The Low as a part of the album Cloud 9
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AlbumCloud 9
Release DateAugust 8, 1996
LabelOn The Low
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM98

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nine
Nine
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick Keyes
Derrick Keyes
Composer, Lyrics
Rob Lewis
Rob Lewis
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rob Lewis
Rob Lewis
Producer

Lyrics

Now the streets I run is the streets I'm from
And the streets you run is the streets you from
And this is for the borough
I roam in the jungle and rumble with
Thugs and hoods that rob for goods
Weed smokers and murderers of relations
My daily operations, Caucasians hit me with persuasions
Be all you can be, fuck that
Be on the block, sell rock, stay strapped
Ready to cock back and blast for my respect
Never neglect and watch out for my TEC
I got trouble, mad trouble, I drink too much
That's when I don't give a fuck who I buck
I get sideways and take it to the highways
Killin' liars, twistin' **** like pliers
Day to day strugglin', jugglin'
Wonderin' where the next meal comin' from
Never happened, nah'mean?
I'm playin' for keeps, that means I'm keepin' my cream
We play for keeps
Me and my peeps, we run these streets
We play for keeps, don't sleep
When we creep, lose your headpiece, chief
Bring beef, lose teeth, we play for keeps (Aight)
We play for keeps
Me and my peeps, we run these streets
We play for keeps, don't sleep
When we creep, lose your headpiece, chief
Bring beef, lose teeth, we play for keeps (Uh)
Brand new apparel on my ass on the regular
SkyPager, new ride equipped with a cellular
Big ass piece of the pie 'til I die
Play for keeps, no lie, wonderin' why
**** ain't got no opportunity
**** ain't got no fuckin' unity
Every man for himself and kill a man with the ball
Drink a little Hennessy and go AWOL
Fuck the bullshit, Glock shots spit where I rest at
Got me askin' ****, "Where you buy that vest at?"
Leave my front door like I'm ready for war
I'm ready to die sometimes, I can't take it no more
My mentality is twisted
I'm forever blunted, forever wishin' to get lifted and splifted
I love these streets
That's why a **** like Nine play for keeps
We play for keeps
Me and my peeps, we run these streets
We play for keeps, don't sleep
When we creep, lose your headpiece, chief
Bring beef, lose teeth, we play for keeps (Uh)
We play for keeps
Me and my peeps, we run these streets
We play for keeps, don't sleep
When we creep, lose your headpiece, chief
Bring beef, lose teeth, we play for keeps (Aight)
Dark masks forever, 'til the day I'm gone
I'ma put it on my people, save it for the sequel
The root of all evil is fillin' up my pocket, makin' me lethal
Only the good die young, so I'm bad as fuck
Pass the buck and be shit out of luck
**** know the routine, we got it down pat
You ain't gettin' jack if your pocket ain't fat
So flat out the realness, you can feel this
Goin' insane, me can't deal with this
I'm under pressure, the ghetto got my mind in a daze
Duckin' strays, knowin' that crime pays
Always and forever picture perfect, not the Mona Lisa
Cuttin' up **** like pizza
In slices, devices of war made me hardcore
Over rough beats, I play for keeps
We play for keeps
Me and my peeps, we run these streets
We play for keeps, don't sleep
When we creep, lose your headpiece, chief
Bring beef, lose teeth, we play for keeps (Aight)
We play for keeps
Me and my peeps, we run these streets
We play for keeps, don't sleep
When we creep, lose your headpiece, chief
Bring beef, lose teeth, we play for keeps (Uh)
Written by: Derrick Keyes, Rob Lewis
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