Scene was so thick low rides seven Sevilles El nothin' but them 'llacs 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 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 my two and two together Gots no weather have to Find something to do bet! I said so shut up that Nonsense some solid nine I got say Crock if it real it Ain't right I'm like no matter the season Forever chill with spin I get my fin I chill with 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 'nother of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to that ho-jo I Gots the waitin' I made it through To another year ask fo' much mo it's Outkast For the I thought you knew so now you know go
All the players came far and wide Wearing Afros and in every gangster ride Now I'm to tell yeah there's a better day When the player ball is all day every day
Hallelujah hallelujah yeah I do some things more different than I ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package store is Closed okay my deck is this is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm curious cause the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this Vicious I make no wishes cause the modern folk is in the gettin' tipsy Off the and I's in a hellova contact smoke they havin' a smoke out In my back they passing herb reminding verses cause it's in the air I Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the switches Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide on the Freeway my broke my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three sixty Five it's another day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me Grab my and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me cause It's that, yeah
pimpin', never slipin, that's how it is (check it!)
All the players came from far and Wearing Afros and braids in gangster ride Now I'm here to tell yeah there's a day When the ball is happenin' all day every day
no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be hangin' my socks on no Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the so bring in That ham (not!) don't need no ham play me like I'm smokin' Rocks I got the we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you Know in ninety three 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 then now we in the in my Cadillac my heart not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning back my Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my where's the party We deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I split my Game while waiting down a five fo' a three two here comes the one a Do yeah have me copy folks another one
All the players from far and wide Wearing Afros and braids in every gangster 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, east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you Know world wide, down for