Scene was so thick, low rides, seventy-seven El dawgs, nuttin but 'llacs All the players, all the hustlers, I'm talking Black man heaven, yah know what I'm peace
Verse It's beginnin to look a lot what? my every step take notes On how I creep i's ta go in deep is the way I creep my season Here's my rep I kept to say The least no no it cease so i Begin to piece my two and two no snowy weather have to Find to do better bet! I said subtract so up that Nonsense some solid nine I got say Crock if it real it Ain't right I'm like no what the season Forever chill with spin I get my fin I with less And got my so tell me what did you expect? You thought I'd break my neck to help y'all the halls oh Now I got means of celebratin I'm gettin biz to that ho-jo i Gots the hoochie waitin I it through To year cain't ask fo much mo it's outkast For the boots I thought you so now you know go
All the came from far and wide Wearing afros and in every gangstar ride Now I'm here to tell yah a better day When the player ball is on christmas day
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Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do some things more than i Used ta coz I'm a player doing what the players do the store is Closed okay my deck is woofin this is rediculus I'm gettin i'm Gettin curious coz the house is smelling of chitlins all this Vicious I make no coz the modern folk is in the back gettin tipsy Off the nog-en and i's in a hellova contact smoke havin a smoke out In my back they passing herb reminding verses coz it's in the air i Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin switches the switches side Ta lookin for bitches watchin for snitches I'm wide open on the Freeway my pager broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie sixty Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit just in me Grab my pistol and my ounce see what junkies got to give me coz like that, yeah
Clever pimpin, slipin, that's how it is [check it!]
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Ain't no chimminies in the so I won't be hangin my socks on no Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so in That ham [not!] need no ham [hocks!] don't play me like I'm smokin Rocks I got the money we the freaks in the dungeon just to let you Know coz in ninety three that's how we comin so hoe hoe hoes my King ass fro the gin and juice me tipsy so on
It hit me ten and I'll serve you then now we in the corner in my Cadillac my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning my Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my where's the party We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I my Game while waiting count down a five fo a three two here the one a Do yah have me copy folks spark one
Here's a little something for all the players out hustling, gettin Down for theirs, east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you world wide, down for theirs