Scene was so low rides seventy seven Sevilles El Dawgs but them 'llacs All the all the hustlers I'm talking about Black man heaven yeah what I'm saying? Peace
It's to look a lot like what? Follow my every step take On how I I's bout 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 to piece my two and two together Gots no weather have to Find to do better bet! I said subtract so 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 with spin I get my fin I chill with 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 gettin' biz to that I Gots the waitin' I made it through To another year can't ask fo' much mo Outkast For the boots I thought you knew so now you go
All the players came from far and Wearing Afros and in every gangster ride Now I'm here to yeah there's a better day When the player is happenin' all day every day
Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some things different than I Used ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the store is Closed okay my deck is woofin' this is 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 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 they passing herb reminding verses cause 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 snitches I'm wide on the Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit ain't in me Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they got to give me cause like that, yeah
Clever pimpin', never slipin, how it is (check it!)
All the came from far and wide Wearing Afros and in every gangster ride Now I'm here to tell yeah there's a day When the player is happenin' all day every 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!) don't need no ham play me like I'm smokin' Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon to let you Know cause in ninety three that's how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes my ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on It goes hit me ten and I'll you then now we in the corner in my Cadillac my does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning back my Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my body the party We rode 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 comes the one a Do yeah have me folks spark another one
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 ball is all day every day
Here's a something for all the players out there hustling, gettin' for theirs, from east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you Know world wide, down for