Scene was so thick low rides seven Sevilles El Dawgs nothin' but 'llacs All the all the hustlers I'm talking about Black man heaven yeah know what I'm 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 Begin to my two and two together Gots no snowy weather to something to do better bet! I said so shut up that about some solid nine I got say Crock if it ain't it Ain't I'm like no matter what the season chill with spin I get my fin I chill with less And got my reasons so tell me what did you You thought I'd break my neck to help 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 players came from far and Wearing Afros and in every gangster ride Now I'm here to tell yeah a better day When the ball is happenin' all day every day
Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some more different than I Used ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package is Closed my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious 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 nog-en and I's in a hellova contact smoke they havin' a out In my back seat they passing herb reminding verses it's in the air I Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm switches clicking the switches side Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for I'm wide open on the Freeway my pager my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie 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 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 to tell yeah there's a better day When the player ball is happenin' all day day
no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be hangin' my socks on no Tip how far it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so bring in That ham (not!) need no ham don't play me like I'm smokin' Rocks I got the money we gots the in the dungeon just to let you Know cause in ninety three how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes check my ass fro the gin and juice 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 pitty pat for no rat I'm 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 count down a five fo' a three two here the one a Do yeah have me copy spark another one
All the players from far and wide Wearing Afros and braids in gangster ride Now I'm here to yeah there's a better day the player ball is happenin' all day every day
Here's a little something for all the players out there hustling, for theirs, from east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you Know world wide, down for