Scene was so thick low rides seven Sevilles El Dawgs nothin' but them All the all the hustlers I'm talking about Black man heaven yeah know I'm saying? Peace
It's to look a lot like what? Follow my every take notes On how I creep I's ta go in deep This is the way I creep my Here's my rep I kept to say The least no no it can't so I Begin to my two and two together Gots no snowy have to something to do better bet! I said subtract so shut up about some solid nine I got say Crock if it ain't it right I'm like no matter what the season Forever chill with I get my fin I chill with less And got my so tell me what did you expect? You thought I'd break my neck to help deck 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 another year can't ask fo' much mo Outkast For the I thought you knew so now you know go
All the players came from far and Wearing Afros and in every gangster ride Now I'm here to tell yeah there's a day the player ball is happenin' all day every day
Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some more different than I Used ta 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 cause the house is smelling sick of all this Vicious I make no wishes cause the modern folk is in the back tipsy Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova contact smoke they a smoke out In my back seat they 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 lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm open on the Freeway my pager my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three sixty Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit just in me Grab my pistol and my ounce see they junkies got to give me cause It's like that,
pimpin', never slipin, that's how it is (check it!)
All the players came far and wide Wearing Afros and braids in gangster ride Now I'm here to yeah there's a better day When the player ball is happenin' all day day
Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be my socks on no Tip how far does it tick fix me a I got the remedy so bring in That ham (not!) don't no ham don't play me like I'm smokin' Rocks I got the we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you Know cause in ninety three that's how we so hoe hoe hoes check my King ass fro the gin and gots me tipsy so on It goes hit me ten and I'll serve you then now we in the in my Cadillac my heart does not go pat for no rat I'm leaning back my Elbows out the windows rhyming indo fills my body where's the party We rode deep we dip to underground a lot of hoes around I split my Game while waiting count down a five fo' a three two comes the one a Do yeah me copy folks spark another one
All the players came from far and Wearing and braids in every gangster ride Now I'm here to tell yeah there's a day When the player ball is all day every day
Here's a little something for all the players out hustling, gettin' for theirs, from east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you Know wide, down for theirs