Scene was so thick low rides seventy seven El Dawgs nothin' but them All the all the hustlers I'm talking about man heaven yeah know what I'm saying? Peace
It's beginnin' to a lot like what? Follow my every step take On how I creep I's bout ta go in This is the way I creep my Here's my rep I kept to say The no no it can't cease so I to piece my two and two together Gots no snowy have to Find to do better bet! I subtract so shut up that Nonsense some solid nine I got say if it ain't real it Ain't right I'm like no what the season Forever chill spin I get my fin I chill with less And got my reasons so tell me did you expect? You thought I'd break my neck to help y'all deck the 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 year can't ask fo' much mo Outkast For the boots I you knew so now you know go
All the players came from far and Afros 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
Hallelujah hallelujah yeah I do some things more different than I Used ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package is Closed okay my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' I'm Gettin' curious cause the is smelling sick of chitlins all this I make no wishes cause the modern folk is in the back 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' clicking the switches side Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for I'm wide open on the Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a three sixty Five it's just day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me Grab my pistol and my see what they junkies got to give me cause like that, yeah
Clever pimpin', never slipin, how it is (check it!)
All the players came far and wide Afros and braids in every gangster ride Now I'm here to tell there's a better day the player ball is happenin' all day every day
Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I 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 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 three that's how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes check my King ass fro the gin and juice me tipsy so on It hit me ten and I'll serve you then now we in the corner 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 rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of around I split my Game while waiting count down a fo' a three two here comes the one a Do yeah have me copy folks another one
All the came from far and wide Wearing Afros and braids in every gangster Now I'm here to tell yeah a better day When the ball is happenin' all day every day
a little something for all the players out there hustling, gettin' Down for theirs, from east point, park, decatur, devrai, you Know world wide, for theirs