Scene was so thick, low rides, sevilles El dawgs, but them 'llacs All the players, all the hustlers, I'm talking Black man heaven, yah know what I'm saying?
one: It's beginnin to look a lot what? my every step take notes On how I i's bout ta go in deep This is the way I my season Here's my ghetto rep I to say The no no it can't cease so i Begin to my two and two together Gots no snowy weather to Find something to do bet! I subtract so shut up that about some solid nine I got say Crock if it real it Ain't right I'm like no matter what the Forever chill with I get my fin I chill with less And got my reasons so me what did you expect? You thought I'd break my neck to help y'all the halls oh Now I got nuther means of celebratin I'm gettin biz to that i the hoochie waitin I made it through To another year cain'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 and braids in every gangstar ride Now I'm to tell yah there's a better day When the player ball is happenin on day
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Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do some more different than i Used ta coz I'm a player what the players do the package store is Closed my deck is woofin this is rediculus I'm gettin serious i'm Gettin curious coz the house is sick of chitlins all this Vicious I make no wishes coz the modern folk is in the back gettin Off the nog-en and i's in a contact smoke they havin a smoke out In my back seat passing herb reminding verses coz it's in the air i Hit the parks hit the I'm makin switches clicking the switches side Ta side lookin for bitches for snitches I'm wide open on the my pager broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie three sixty Five it's just another day of work to me the just ain't in me Grab my pistol and my ounce see they junkies got to give me coz like that, yeah
Clever pimpin, slipin, that's how it is [check it!]
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no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be hangin 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 [hocks!] don't play me like I'm smokin I got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you Know coz in ninety three that's how we comin so hoe hoe check my ass fro the gin and juice gots 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 body where's the We rode 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 yah have me copy folks spark one
Here's a little something for all the players out there hustling, Down for theirs, east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you Know world wide, for theirs