Play It - Big Shug, DJ Premier

Yeah man, all I’m sayin' is

Just play the music, play all of the music, man

We gotta keep some balance in the game

You know?

Let it play man, for real

Uuhuuh, Big Shug, Primo

You know the deal

Just play these records man, all of em

DJs, all around the world

This year, I’m not fuckin with coward cats

Who hide behind they raps and flashy Cadillacs

Scared of the battle raps and semiauto gats

But wanna push wack rhymes from artificial cats

Who wanna feel the purple haze and sparks with cattle graze

Swimmin pool with dime chicks, spendin happy days

With all my niggas, blaze, honey dips gets glazed

And I’m paid a hundred grand when I hit the stage

This is not a phase, it’s a real niggas wage

And I’mma make sure I get it before I’m back in the cage

I promise to shoot and blaze, till my dyin days

Till DJ stan and my music played

Any beef with me will end in castastrophe

I’m winnin while you losin, thats how it just has to be

From the vinyl to the cd j

Give the fans a chance to hear the fly shit I say

Play the record or get smacked clean

With anotha bangin joint from Big Shug and DJ Prim

(Play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it

(play it) play it (play it) play it

Let the music play, hey

(You know we get down)

Let the music play, hey

(On the microphone)

Let the music play, hey

(Rhymes flowing like water)

Let the music play, (hip hop) every day

Let the music play, hey

(You know we get down)

(…record is massive evidence, of the flexibility and toughness of the

principles you profess)

I do it all to show my skills, till pushin' daffodils

I be on the rooftops, accurate for the kill

From old school to new school dudes, I set the tone

I’m a vocal, crush and do other things to your bones

When I face my enemies, I creep like a centipede

Smoke that angel weed while I’m spittin' that 16

The game’s been a hunch, referee true and lunch

I spit the hottest fire, and always pack a punch

Play the record or get your station smothered

Or get your head popped off like Saddam Hussein’s brother

Play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play

It (play it, play it, play it)

Let the music play, hey

(You know we get down)

Let the music play, hey

(On the microphone)

Let the music play, hey

(Rhymes flowing like water)

Let the music play, (hip hop) every day

Let the music play

All I’m sayin' DJs, around the world, let the music play man

All the music ain’t got to sound the same

This is Big Shug, DJ Primo, what could be better?

Let that music play man, for real

Street champ, I’m gone