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Tytuł: Playa 4 Life

  • Wykonawca: Master P
  • Wy¶wietleń: 252
[intro: Master P (4-Tay)]
  Whatsup Franky J (You know how we do it Bad Boy)
  You think they ready for this Master P and 4-Tay hookup?
  (I know they aint ready baby) Ya heard me
  (Yeah, OGs) We gonna show them how Gs do it
  (Rag Top and No Limit) How playas do it
  (Pop that shit P)
  
  [verse 1: Master P]
  I started from the South, then I moved to the Bay
  Got Gs and a house, got carrow and some hay
  Them stalkers I be ballin
  Fiends steady callin
  Got 0s from Frisco, Texas, Dallas, to New Orleans
  In the game I'm on top
  No more runnin from the cops
  CDs and cassettes in plastic bags just like rocks
  Big S on my Lex
  Million dollar checks
  Hotels and president suites, Alize, weed, and Moet
  In the game to make scrilla, fuck being famous
  Independent Black-owned like Andy and Amos
  
  [chorus: Master P]
  I'm a playa 4 life
  A playa 4 life (uugghhh)
  I'm a playa 4 life
  
  [verse 2: Rappin' 4-Tay]
  Two bona-fide P-L-A-Y-As
  Master P and Rappin' 4-Tay
  From New Orleans ballin' back up to the Bay
  We keeps shakin' and breakin' these suckas
  True playas dont fuck with bustas
  Its No Limit baby, them West Coast Bad Boyz
  Best to check our tabloids
  Ballin like Palo, cant have no fake bitches on my squad
  I'm Rappin 4-Tay aint never made me none, givin Southside playas props
  Got more hoes than Swiss cheese - Nigga please
  Once I pop these Ps on em
  And get to stackin these Gs on em - 360 degrees on em
  Rumblin and bubblin'
  Done had enough of this so I'm strugglin'
  Still roll with mobstaz, steak and lobsters, haters be buggin
  But they feelin me, I'm glistenin'
  Hoes whistlin- this game so tight
  Master P and Rappin' 4, playas for life
  
  [chorus: (4-Tay) (4x)]
  I'm a playa 4 life, a playa 4 life, a playa 4 life
  (From the South to the West, playas keep your game tight)
  
  [break: 4-Tay]
  Me and P from the 9-7 til the casket drop
  No Limit and Rag Top
  Keepin em sprung like research monkeys, ya know?
  I'm a playa 4 life
  G status equals cabbage
  And about that Ra Ra?
  
  [verse 3:]
  I tried to tell you mothafuckers but ya- ya wouldnt listen to me
  Thought it wouldnt last, so take a blast
  Best to get with me
  Crazy, wanna knock me but cant stop me
  Feds wanna lock me up
  But I'ma keep stackin them presidents fool, ask me if I give a fuck
  Gangstas mob to this
  Playas ride to this
  Dedicated to them hustlas late night stackin up on them grips
  Gettin' cloudy-cloudy
  Man, y'all so rowdy-rowdy
  Much love to that playa Master P because he bout it-bout it
  
  [chorus: Master P]
  (Bout it bout it)
  Cuz we playas 4 life
  Playas 4 life [4x]
  Niggaz from the Bay and the South win right
  Cuz we playas 4 life, playas 4 life
  So when you run up on us playas, y'all haters think twice
  Cuz we playas 4 life, playas 4 life (uugghh)
  
  [outro:Master P]
  Nigga, playas 4 life, ya heard me?
  Rappin' 4-Tay, Master P, big Franky J hookin it up baby
  We signin off nigga, bout to jump on Delta nigga
  Takin trips all around the dizorld, I mean the wizorld nigga
  Slangin that shit, cheddar cheese nigga
  Even y'all haters buyin this shit nigga
  Y'all gotta check it out nigga
  Cuz we playas 4 life (uugghh)
  No Limit and Rag Top, feel it!
  Playas 4 life!