But I wish I could so bad baby Quit play's games with my heart [Chorus:] Quit playin' games with my heart (with my heart) Before you tear us apart (my heart) Quit playin' games
gonna be is gonna be. Think of ..... Games, oh, ee, oh, oh, oh, games, games, games, games, games. [RAP:] Yeah, people keep on fronting on the Beantown
games Word em up We don't need your games That's right Stop playin those games We don't need your games Word We don't need your games Tell em We don
oh, ohh, games, games, games, games, games Games, oh ee oh, ohh, games, games, games, games, games Games Yeah, people keep on fronting on the bean town
comin outside if they like it or not nigga i dont give a fuck if one time is on the block (CHORUS SNOOP) One time is on the block and the block is sorta
I wish I could so bad baby Quit play's games with my heart [Chorus:] Quit playin' games with my heart (with my heart) Before you tear us apart (my heart) Quit playin' games
Tradução: New Kids On The Block. Juegos.
s gonna be is gonna be. Think of ..... Games, oh, ee, oh, oh, oh, games, games, games, games, games. [RAP:] Yeah, people keep on fronting on the Beantown
games Uh-huh We don't need your games Word em up We don't need your games That's right Stop playin those games We don't need your games Word We don't
da middle Call em hood smores Everybody on da block going cuckoo Phantom doors open like da clock dat go cuckoo (Cuckoo) Birds popin out Sittin on da
gonna blis-am Shake down, fiz-am Straight from the Brooklyn borough that never riz-an Block-ay block-ay [Fabolous:] Now if they get me on wire traces
I'm that nigga that you get at why Man forget that they knew me, remeber me thug I'm from that same block, rips snorkle on ja dip in a Lucy 'Member they
why wouldn't this thing be on my side?) Why wouldn't this game have you on your knees? Why wouldn't these 20's be on the V's? (Why wouldn't this money
Now get that money, keep them rims spicheeeeyyy! 24 shoes on my Hummer, and they fitting tiiigghhtt! Fabolous and Missy, Sickalicious righhhhtttt. If you a hater make my gun go (Fabolous: Blocka, blocka, blocka
point blank so they can't open your casket My whole crew (got glocks on 'em) In a hurry to shoot, (like they put shot clocks on 'em) All that gossip we
ass wiggelin, tetas gigglin Then she jumped on me and reached through my monkeys I started kissin on her neck, grabbin her donkey It's bout to get funky, i'm tuggin on