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p:
'73 caddie with the top
Gold thangs as he up out the parking lot
Who he
I see
But I knew one day would be me
Had more game than the average
And he was when he was talkin' to the ladies though
killa, I mean for real 'a
He his cash in the top of his brilla
I mean his was tilt to the side
And when he walked on the turf it was swowl, I smooth
Striaght fool, got bitches than payless got shoes (damn)
I I got my game from an og
the 90's and everybody know p
Independent but can't be
But how many tapes will it for us to pop, to the top
I'm tru to this
No limit, my click we new to this
King george, young silkk, and g
Big ed, c-murder, and p
Gettin' paid in the rap
Some real players, the streets man (from the streets man)
Just a player with some man
Gotta keep your game if ya wanna make it man

dre':
If it don't make dollars, don't sense
I'm just a playa with some game trying to get
If it don't dollars don't make sense
I'm just a playa some game trying to get ends

p:
to get it
Got to get it
Got to it
Might it
Might it
Got to it
Got to it
Let me it

dre':
I'm a playa with some game, oh?
p (silkk the shocker):
A g to the out to get a grip
(but silkk has got your back in case y'all might slip)
Come one come all, that's how we
(so hop in your and I'll meet you at the playa's ball)
That's how we
(easy come, go)
Don't have pass
(then y'all won't be in the door)
See it's a playa's
(and a g thing)
And we gon' all night, and drink champagne
(don't no carriage)
Straight
(you know us playas in the bay, you know we lavish)
Parlayin', not playin', east bay hustlers getting' paid for we

Were movin' young flakes up to the
Across the world, for smg
Down south, to the east coast, the west coast to rich and million

Og's puttin' in
some brand new panties under halle barry's mini-skirt
Still hoo-ride, with that beat
Short spice got I want mines g
got love for my folks
Lil' ric, e-a-ski, and c
Big worm, ric, b-boy, mac spoon, my whole click
Og's gotta fat
Put the on the map
The whole richmond got my
Just playa with some game man
Gotta keep your game tight if ya make it man

Simply
If it don't make dollars make sense
I'm just a in the game tryin' to get ends
If it make dollars don't make sense
I'm just a playa in the tryin' to get ends

p:
Got to get it
Got to it
steal it
Got to
Got to it
Cause you know got to have it

Simply
just a playa with some game
Talkin' master p

p:
A real playa gone, put to
Kv ain't too to wear a vest
Playa haters, 'em on the back street
Before he left me, this is he said g

King
Check this out
The game is only thick as you it to be
Playas die, we multiply
There's a million playas the world
? ? ? playa haters fall off
You see what I'm sayin'? (I see what ya man)

dre':
You listen

p:
Draped in (gold)
fo's (fo's)
Caught song as we roll to his funeral (to his funeral)
It's a sad day, but we (alright)
coupe, benz's, roll's tight
Candy paint with the gold thang
Hands out the window, I'm by diamonds
Like say, all good things to an end
Cause in the you either die or go to the pen
But when a playa die, to the playa ball (to the playa's ball)
A big party in the sky for us all
So at the funeral, we cry
Just talk to the younger players and hope that they

Simply
Ya gotta keep game tight, if ya wanna be a playa
If it don't dollars then it don't make sense (no, no)
If it don't make dollars then it don't make (no, no)
And ya heard it from a playa with game (uh-huh)
I'm just a playa with game