Scene was so thick, low rides, seventy-seven El dawgs, nuttin but 'llacs All the players, all the hustlers, I'm about Black man heaven, yah what I'm saying? peace
Verse It's beginnin to a lot like what? Follow my every take notes On how I creep i's ta go in deep This is the way I my season Here's my ghetto rep I to say The least no no it cease so i Begin to piece my two and two Gots no snowy weather to Find something to do bet! I said so shut up that Nonsense about some nine I got say if it ain't real it Ain't right I'm like no matter what the Forever chill with spin I get my fin I chill less And got my reasons so tell me what did you You thought I'd break my neck to help y'all deck the oh Now I got means of celebratin I'm gettin biz to that ho-jo i the hoochie waitin I made it through To another year cain't ask fo much mo it's For the I thought you knew so now you know go
All the players came far and wide afros and braids in every gangstar ride Now I'm here to tell yah there's a day When the player ball is on christmas day
two
Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do things more different than i ta coz I'm a player doing what the players do the package store is Closed okay my deck is woofin this is I'm gettin serious i'm Gettin curious coz the house is sick of chitlins all this Vicious I make no wishes coz the folk is in the back gettin tipsy Off the nog-en and i's in a contact smoke they havin a smoke out In my back seat they passing herb reminding coz it's in the air i Hit the parks hit the I'm makin switches clicking the switches side Ta side lookin for bitches watchin for snitches I'm wide on the my pager broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie three sixty Five it's just another day of to me the spirit just ain't in me my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me coz It's like that,
pimpin, never slipin, that's how it is [check it!]
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no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be hangin my socks on no Tip how far it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so bring in ham [not!] don't need no ham [hocks!] don't play me like I'm smokin Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the just to let you Know coz in three that's how we comin so hoe hoe hoes check my ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and serve you then now we in the corner in my my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning back my Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo my body where's the party We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of around I split my Game while count down a five fo a three two here comes the one a Do yah me copy folks spark another one
Here's a little something for all the players out hustling, gettin Down for theirs, from point, college park, decatur, devrai, you Know world wide, for theirs