Scene was so thick low seventy seven Sevilles El nothin' but them 'llacs All the all the hustlers I'm talking about man heaven yeah know what I'm saying? Peace
It's beginnin' to look a lot what? Follow my every step take On how I I's bout ta go in deep This is the way I creep my my ghetto rep I kept to say The least no no it can't so I Begin to my two and two together no snowy weather have to Find something to do bet! I said subtract so shut up about some solid nine I got say Crock if it real it Ain't right I'm like no matter the season chill with spin I get my fin I chill with less And got my so tell me what did you expect? You thought I'd break my to help y'all deck the halls oh Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm biz to that ho-jo I Gots the hoochie waitin' I made it To another can't ask fo' much mo it's Outkast For the boots I you knew so now you know go
All the came from far and wide Afros and braids in every gangster ride Now I'm here to tell yeah a better day When the player is happenin' all day every day
Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some things more different I Used ta cause I'm a doing what the players do the package store is okay my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm Gettin' cause the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this Vicious I make no cause the modern folk is in the back gettin' tipsy Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova smoke they havin' a smoke out In my seat they passing herb reminding verses cause it's in the air I Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the side Ta side for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the Freeway my pager broke my cause a junkie is a junkie three sixty Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit ain't in me my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me cause It's like that,
Clever pimpin', slipin, that's how it is (check it!)
All the players came far and wide Wearing Afros and in every gangster ride Now I'm here to tell yeah a better day When the player ball is all day every day
Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I be hangin' my socks on no Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so in ham (not!) don't need no ham don't play me like I'm smokin' Rocks I got the money we the freaks in the dungeon just to let you Know cause in ninety that's how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes check my King ass fro the gin and juice gots me so on It goes hit me ten and I'll serve you 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 body where's the We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of around I split my Game while waiting count down a five fo' a three two comes the one a Do yeah have me copy folks spark one
All the came from far and wide Wearing Afros and braids in gangster ride Now I'm here to tell yeah there's a day the player ball is happenin' all day every day
Here's a something for all the players out there hustling, gettin' Down for theirs, from point, college park, decatur, devrai, you Know world wide, for theirs